Wanderer

I stepped in it again,

the puddle of my endless innings

knowing how it was the last time

I kept walking as if I had no shame.

I wonder if the world is so bitter?

I ought to learn about it

before I drive,

the merry souls into displeasure.

The joy, the pride, the laughter

and the ride

I am trying to know it all.

Forgetting and learning

as I believe,

I am wondering as I please.

Until the night brings the light

I will be at the sight.

To the stars that shine,

to the day that lights,

I shall be here,

through the memories and the writes...