Traveller

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    Traveller

     I wake up every night
    Get my things ready to go
    Grab my keys and am out of the door
    Into my car and crank my ignition
    And start my journey
    I drive and drive till I get to my destination
    I guess I can be called a traveller
    For I know my end destination
    But what about my other journey
    My heart seems to be travelling
    Trying to find a place to rest
    It keeps searching and searching
    But all it gets is disappointment
    It meets many other travelling hearts
    Socializes with them
    But still its not content
    And keeps moving on
    I can feel the pressure it goes through
    For how long will my heart keep travelling
    For how long will it start a journey 
    But never end it
    I know, my heart, its a tough journey
    But I hope one of these days
    You will find another heart
    That will make you content enough
    For you to rest
    And blossom in an Acceptable Love!

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    RonaldRodriguez commented on Traveller

    02-25-2010

    is beautiful Sophie, I dig! I am glad I found the heart that makes me content!
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    AfricanPrincess

    02/25/2010

    thanks by the way am not Sophie......

    Daude commented on Traveller

    12-15-2009

    Good imagery here! Heart Travel is something that most people do not recognize. Great expression of what the heart does "It keeps searching and searching... It meets many other traveling hearts..." This personifies the heart to help the reader imagine what it is like to long for something while waiting in between the cycles of life.
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    gene027 commented on Traveller

    12-09-2009

    It reminds me of the song by U2 'but i still haven't found what I am looking', which I love. Sometimes in life we are searching for love in different places but the one True love is always watching and guiding over us. This poem makes me think of my faith as I seeked and continue to seek God to mold me into the woman I am meant to be and blossom into his acceptable love.
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    mktoyota commented on Traveller

    12-03-2009

    Its feels like you just described me-waiting to find true love. Great Job
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    joakab commented on Traveller

    12-03-2009

    The Traveller is a great poem.love it, you are doing a great job. keep it up.
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    AfricanPrincess

    12/04/2009

    Thanks

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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