Hey all! I’m back with my next poem, titled “The Lone Wanderer”. Enjoy!
I sometimes envy
The Lone Wanderer,
Bound not to purpose,
An aimless traveler.
Wandering throughout
This wide,vibrant world,
Worrying not about
Troubles yet to unfurl.
Free to relish
The party that is life,
Satisfaction and joy
In his soul rife.
His heart bound not
To family or friends,
Free to travel aimlessly,
To roam without end.
Hence, I sometimes envy
The Lone Wanderer,
Free of all sorrow,
Free of despair….
-The Forgers of Fantasy
For more such poems, refer The Forgers of Fantasy
The Forgers of Fantasy 
Amazing!! I wondered and wandered all the long way with it, and saw the wanderer wandering lonely with me… m’hhh.
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Thanks a lot! Glad you liked it 😀
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You’re welcome
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Nice one, Veera.
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❤ Thanks! ❤
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beautifully expressed; I, too, at times admire the lone wanderer —
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❤ Indeed! ❤
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