THE WANDERLUST

I was born to be the wild one, I was meant to fly;

Born to leave a poem when I'm gone,

I was born to be the other man who belonged to a place somewhere in moon lit stories;

Man who belonged to everyone yet not to anyone, 

who wants to go everywhere, who wants to experience the fire of fierce freedom.

I am not your conventional man, I am not the one you want to fall in love with;

I am just a fantasy, I am an ecstacy that you will never forget.

I am a game you will never play; I am the taste you will crave for.

I am the fragrance you want to wear; I am the colour you want to paint. 

I am the poem you want to recite, I am the song you wanted to sing. 

I was born to be the wild one.

I am your wanderlust.