Wanderlust Poems

Hiku - Wanderlust

Wanderlust

I decided to travel afar 
Stressed badly on this life so far 
Somewhere cosy, daisy, easy, breezy and travelling cities like I am super busy 
And dancing on the open street like no one's watching 
Catching butterflies and thinking I'm the new morning 
Running in the field of dandelions, countryside 
Strumming my guitar on the

Echoes Of The Silent Shore

How can I sever wolf-waves from the selfish sea?
I ache to cut the rogue from the relentless flow
his crest —swelled in high rise on testosterone tide—
swindles my tease to tame his blue Neptune flame
mocking my sun dried bed with unruly despise
he rides a white steed in petulant power with the moon

I am the passive strand

Wanderlust

I am not lost, I am just wandering
through this forest of words and lines
leading me into unknown places
and times long forgotten.

I am a wanderer, a traveler,
a seeker of beauty and truth.
I follow the call of my heart,
the whisper of my soul.

I am not afraid to get lost
within the tangled web of life.
It is then that

Weight of Wanderlust

©Dr. Jamuel Yaw Asare 
(Dreams Deferred, Destinations Denied)


Passports once filled with hope and dreams, now gather dust and tears.

The allure of distant lands and new horizons beckoned,
But the harsh realities of a world not made for us awaited

Visas denied, borders closed, and doors slammed shut.

The fortunate few who made it out faced storms and rough

A Wanderlust Cerebral

a wanderlust cerebral
a circuit 'round the stars

home of the "Ever Homeless"
whom else would choose to own less

a course that's never ending
of spirit-bliss un-barred

Westward Wanderlust

Westward wanderlust,
Wagon waltzes with Winter wine,
White watercolor walleye, windy-wallop.

Wading where wafers wage war,
Where warmth wanes without warning.
Wary whispers; weather will weather, whatnot.

Wanderlust

Wanderlust - lyric 


First light of the day, I hear the calls,
whispers in wind, breathe through falls;
The endless road, the infinite sky,
yearning so deep, I can't ever deny.

Wanderlust, it calls my name,
through mountains high and streets aflame;
With every step, my spirit flies,
to places where my heart resides.

From city lights to forests green,
to deserts vast, and

HER WANDERLUST

Oh how she loves to journey…in her life travel is a must.
It’s one of life’s beautiful added bonuses…being born with wanderlust.

So they plan these awesome trips…and together they travel far and wide…
happily touring the country…hand-in-hand and side-by-side.

Yes, she was born with a lust for adventure…in her this need is strong
He was not born with her

Wanderlust

I wish I could wonder true right after
Wanderlust.
Hypoteneuse walking along the right angle.

Wanderlust Winds

Souls borne on wanderlust winds 
Never their wandering fate rescind.
They wander like winds throughout their lives 
Enslaved to adventure for which they strive.
Living life on its razor-thin edge 
At the tip of fate’s precarious wedge, 
They ride like Valkyries into war, 
Not knowing what life is really for.
Some are heroes, and some are rogues 
Who

Wanderlust Shores

A seagull,
Has flown,
Into the lavendar,
Sunset,
As you put a lilly,
In your evening hair,
And your love,
Has flown,
Into my soul,

With the moon,
Our love drifts,
Upon wanderlust,
Shores,

A bonfire glows,
With the night stars,
With the warmth,
Of your love,
And your love,
Has warmed,
My soul,

A seagull,
Has flown,
Into the lavendar,
A bonfire glows,
With the night stars,
And our love drifts,
Upon wanderlust shores
Reynaldo Casison

Wanderlust

Its just me, I Can’t be still. 
You gotta understand I Never will.
There’s a need to roam, 
But I will keep coming home.
Deep in my soul while I travel,
I have to be free, thoughts unravel.
Crazy thoughts, being free.
It’s really me, so release me.
Bright sun in the world outside. 
So never will I need to hide.
Lord,

Wanderlust

I'm miles from where I was, lost at times in wanderlust
As time moves on, it carries me past no memories unjust
A beautiful disaster moving at the speed of life
Sharing a consistent companionship with strife
A sign of life underneath the emptying hollow alive in me
Good intentions are there for the taking solid in who I be
I

Wanderlust

“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”           ~ Delia Owens


When I was born, I clung to my mother, 
A little light green being, 
God made me so unlike any other, 
I flap flutter

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