Beyond the walls
** A poem dedicated for travelling memories, before the days of lockdowns and empty airports.** Beyond the walls As I zipped the last suitcase and headed to the airport, an exciting word awaited where adventures never fall short. Summer nights in Pattaya gazing at the ethereal lights while the night breeze caresses the sunkissed skin and palm trees whisper good-night. Rainy days in Melbourne watching raindrops roll down the car window like liquid pearls. The scent of curry pizza lingers as the salty wind hurls. Scorching mornings in Grand Canyon where falcon wings roam The sun rises with all its glory above the observation dome. As I yearned before the four walls, an inundation of wanderlust engulfed entangled memories with nostalgia bubbles preparing to burst.