The Brain Nomad
Across the neural steppes, the wanderer roams,
A nomad of thought, unbound by tethered paths.
No charted maps nor rigid lines confine
The winding trails where intuition leads.
Through deserts of doubt, the seeker strides,
Sifting grains of truth from shifting sands,
Past mountains carved from questions long unanswered,
Their peaks were still shrouded in the mist of wonder.
A campfire flares in the cavern of memory,
Where sparks ignite the tinder of old dreams.
Here, echoes linger, ancient voices calling,
Blending past and present in a fractured hymn.
The horizon beckons—a boundless canvas—
Painted with the hues of the yet-to-be.
Each step a brushstroke on the tapestry,
Each thought a seed, dispersed upon the wind.
Oh, restless mind, eternal voyager,
In search of a home that will last forever,
Within the expansive realm of your own design,
where each road marks the end of the journey.
— Penned By Sushil Goyal
Mr Sushil Goyal , A post Graduate in English Literature is an illustrious Alumni of SCD Government College, Ludhiana . He writes very profoundly .
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Kudos, Sushil Goyal Dear, for wielding your pen with flights of fancy! The human brain is not the sole wanderer but the quest and yearnings galore
attract us towards nomads to explore the stange and unknown roads not treaded upon earlier on.
Life an amazing mystery to loiter in search of what is not intended deliberately ! There indeed lies the truth and beauty of life.
Prof PK Sharma
Freelance Journalist
The Founder SHARP EYE
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