Man with No Address

I am happy the way I am
Neither weighed down
By pocket full of money
Nor anchored
With chains on my feet
Without regrets
No permanent address
To shackle me down
When the call comes
Will depart
With a smile
Next port of call
Beckons

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Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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