The Wanderer
Where my heart feels free, is the home for me.
It is not always the small walls of my room,
But sometimes the huge world where my heart truly lives.
Sometimes a place whose beauty cannot be expressed in words,
and sometimes where the ancient ruins, relics and heritage reign.
The winding roads make me feel like a liberated bird.
Where my heart feels free, is the home for me.
The wild flowers playing peek-a-boo and clouds whisper my name,
Flickering waterfalls hinting to me, this is mytrue abode.
The gurgling stream talks to me saying I am home.
The place where rocks narrate the valiant tale of warriors,
The lands where my curious mind is finally satisfied and
Where my heart feels free, is the home for me.
The stories tell me I am living in the ancient era,
And it has always been an important part of me.
The sun over the horizon greets me with a smile.
The golden sand is my cozy and comfy bed.
Silver waves sing lullaby to put me to sleep,
Where my heart feels free, is the home for me.
Lap of the sea is where I will forever be.
I’m a wanderer at heart, and travel is my bliss.
Want to explore the world, can’t resist call of seas.
Mountains murmur to me there is so much to see.
The big enchanting world with all its glorious charm is
Where my heart feels free, is the home for me.
Aashirya Saraogi
Grade 7
Amity International School Sec 46 , Gurugram.