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Nomad Like


it is between two homes.
the first and the second, 
  I live alternating to the demands,

The one in the country of origin 
 holds a fascination. It is where
I wish to stay long.

It does not happen.
as the other one demands
more focus.

 a place of business.
returns  have to sustain me 
I remain longer. 

Shifting base is no fun.
I make a mess of both 
forget,  search, abandon

I start at one 
and end up in another,
 calls being such,

 I am unable to program 
 Nomad like I move 
  with bags always packed.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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