wanderlust

A Poem To Spark Up Your Wanderlust For That Certain Somewhere

Illustration by Tracy Hetzel

 

I have an urge

to be

somewhere

where I’m not.

 

I want to be

a vagabond,

a bird of passage,

a wanderer,

an adventurer. 

 

I want to wake up

in a city that isn’t mine

and to be lost

in a sea of

faces I don’t recognize.

 

I am in love

with the sounds of languages

I don’t understand

and the scents of

foods my tongue has never felt.

 

I have an urge

to be

somewhere

that isn’t here.

 

I want to chase pavements

of streets I don’t know

the names of

and to explore towns

without maps to show the way.

 

I want to be somewhere

where I am a nobody;

to drift unplanned

and to take wrong turns

ending up 

in the middle of nowhere. 

 

I want to take

my backpack and go;

to return only when my shoes

are battered

and my suitcase

is filled to the brim

with memories

and stories.

 

I just have an urge

to be

somewhere.

 

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Written by Jasmine Bhullar 

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