Delight of a Vagabond
colorless as water I am... silent as the air
I feel no joy, no sorrow. Got no stories to share...
I've been hit a thousand times, yet no memories of pains
I've been a desert for years, yet no thirst for rains...
I ferried o'er violent storms and all those wrathful tides
my life is a song ballad, no reason for pride...
I've been the joker for some, I've been a lover for some
the tragedy is that I've never been someone for some...
I m random as clouds wandering around on his mercy
nobody knows, there is a deep calmness beneath my entropy...
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