Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

At Pen: Oindri Kundu

||Not all those who wander are lost||

Wander, wander, wander,

Or do you want to ponder?

Wander, wander, wander,

Of travelling she grows fonder.

The high mountains,

The deep seas,

The gorgeous fountains,

And the cool breeze.

Witnessing each and every thing,

Beautiful melodies she hears and sings,

Meeting new faces,

And writing about the different places.

This is her dream,

This is all she wants to do,

She wants to wander around,

And feel happiness’ glowing beam.

People might think: Wandering around,

At what cost?

But what they forget is,

Not all those who wander are lost.

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