Weary Traveler

Welcome lone traveler, how far have you come,

Eyes of exhaustion, weathered to numb,

Shoes in a tatter, clothes full of earth,

Skin full of scars, flesh of raw dirt,

What travel has brought you, welcome lost soul,

Come rest in the warmth, bathe off the cold,

I one of not much, yet humble in life,

Your needs are now more, I share in our plight,

With two words he spoke, I shall never forget,

“Bless you” kind sir, last tear is for death

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Lost Traveler

Illumination of shadows reflect on a past, a time not forgotten, endured to outlast, a city of souls often lost and untold, travel silent at night, heart heavy now cold.

Though passage through fate left an emptiness state, a mind of regret, proved harder to break.

Now stuck in a wonder, all choices are felt, lived life as a rebel, left only to self, one contemplates pain, an excuse for the blame, live life for the moment, or travel in vein.