REBLOG: Wanderlust

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This is one of the first poems I had written in school over six years ago. It is not as refined as I would’ve liked, but it holds a dear place in my heart – for two reasons. One, because it was when I wrote this that I fell in love with writing and poetry. And two, because the dream of travelling the world is one that is burnt beneath my eyelids. Every time I close them I picture myself in a new destination and it gives me immense joy. I hope that someday I have the time (and money) to actually travel far and wide. Until then, the dream will stay alive! I wanted to share this with my fellow bloggers, hope you enjoy it!

 We shall race across the field, bare legged, We shall amble through quiet lanes in old towns We shall traverse towering mountains and lakes…

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Options of Escape

It was always an option;
the chance of escape from the everyday,
the routine, the mundane.
An epiphany of wanderlust and
the ideals of those post-grad, 20-somethings
still clinging to their
divinely endowed potential.

The lie of being content now revealed;
that surrogate stories were all the travel necessary
was a fool’s fantasy;
that imagination and
the ability to translate the stories of others,
manifest their magnificence,
were enough.

Things lost that were never owned,
ideals implanted from media and music.
The cowl of adulthood lies heavy with
the knowledge that the
past has passed and
there is no going back.

We fall, warriors cut apart by
time’s rusty blade, learning nothing;
faux-philosophers who cling to clichés and
parrot the same concerns that add
not wisdom, but
exhaustion.

by Erik Shinker