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Twenty Years From Now (Poem)

 

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Twenty years from now
I want to say that I dropped out of the sky,
twenty years from now
I want to say that I’ve experienced breathtaking sights.
Twenty years from now
I want to say that I wasn’t afraid to move,
that I wasn’t afraid to take chances,
to jump head in
instead of dipping my toes barely in.

Twenty years from now
I want to look back on my life,
with my husband by my side,
and my children on my lap,
telling them I did all of those things
because I wasn’t scared,
because I didn’t dare look back.

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Go (Poem)

 

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Don’t take life so seriously,
Grab your backpack
and run down those halls,
run down to the train station,
to the airport and go.

Go somewhere new,
Go somewhere that you have never been before,
Go somewhere that you have always dreamt of,
because it doesn’t matter how many china sets you own,
or fancy cars in your garage,
all that matters are the memories and adventures
that you create in your life.
So, go.

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Middle of Nowhere (Poem)

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In a diner in the middle of nowhere
I’ve found myself listening to the desert wind,
howling and screaming begging to come in
as I stare at the menu trying to select a meal.

Sitting by the window people glance on in,
wondering what could be held inside this old beat up diner
that’s placed in the middle of nowhere.
A lost soul that has been traveling the lonely roads
a broken heart that is in need of some repairs wandered into the middle of nowhere,
looking for a place to call home for the night,
even if it is inside an old beat up diner in the middle of nowhere.

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Tales of a Nomadic Writer

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From the moment I was born, I’ve always been independent. My parents, teachers, and the rest of my relatives have always known this, they had known that I was the little introverted independent one of my immediate family. On top of that, they all knew that I was a little bit more different from the family by another factor, being a nomad. Besides actually being a descendant of nomads, my soul and heart has always led me to the next place that I would call my current home and stay there for a period of time to learn what I needed to learn, and write what has inspired me in that place.

Staying in one place for a long time tends to make me feel lost and depressed, that is because I have been engulfed by the sensation of hiareth (to make the definition short “to find a place that I can truly call home”), and engulfed by the sensation of the world to travel it, and explore every inch of it. Thankfully my jobs allow me to travel and explore, while I help others. Being a nomad is nothing to be ashamed of, in fact, I think it is a great thing. Because exploring the world, experiencing new places and things, all the while helping others, is one of the most amazing things to do in this day and age. On top that, I think that living a life of working 9 to 5 jobs till the day I die is not what life is about. Life is more than just about a paycheck and more than the materialistic things that we lug around. The way I see it, is that life is about making memories, learning from experiences, understanding this earth that we live on by exploring every crevice on it, and enjoy the wonder that is this Universe. To me, that is what we should be doing in our lives.

Don’t you want to settle down or have kids? The most common question that I get on a regular basis. Yes I do want to settle down, and yes I would love to have kids. However, I don’t believe that I have to give up my lifestyle to have either of those. I can settle down and get married, then have kids, all the while traveling to new places. I have a few friends who have done it and they are still traveling around the world with their families, that is the lifestyle that I want. I would want my children to learn not only in a classroom setting, but also would want them to learn from their worldly experiences.

Being a nomad, and living the lifestyle is not scary at all. In fact, it is exhilarating. Because I never know what beautiful scenery I will come across, or what I will learn. That is just who I am.

 

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The Nomad (Poem)

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The nomadic soul that lies between the mountains and the sea,
The nomadic soul that dreams of living a bit differently.
A little off the grid,
far away from civilization,
but close enough,
to embrace the beauty of each citizen.
The nomad goes about their day,
wading back and forth,
letting the cold north winds pick them up,
and guide them out further more.
A drum plays inside their soul,
While the dreams of their hearts and minds
shake them to the core.
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