It’s a short poetry to get a start today, but new things,
travel to new places always force you to think in a different way. This one is
just a part of this series, which I will go through for current and coming
week. I will write more my new experience of knowing new people from different
cultures.
Is that miles matters?
It’s just a matter of time,
Or it’s something different,
Maybe it will get better like an old wine,
I was confused, still I am.
Why with miles, we change our mind frame,
Travelling to thousand miles or different time zones,
Will not change anything for us as we know,
Maybe for others but why we bother,
Not today neither tomorrow,
We will definitely go back home,
We don’t have any plan to live alone.
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