this body is the home, <br /> of a gypsy mind <br /> this mind is always alone.! <br /> it's home, under the blue sky, <br /> family, the people, <br /> on the road. <br /> <br /> she ventures out early <br /> here and there, <br /> looking for water and air. <br /> <br /> in summer, she is darkened and tired <br /> some incidents, hammer her mind <br /> sorrow chokes her breath <br /> she cannot escape, her helplessness. <br /> she is a outsider to the world. <br /> a gypsy! <br /> she is different than the others. <br /> <br /> no obligations to any one. <br /> sorrow, happiness <br /> wishes and dreams <br /> are of no consequence. <br /> <br /> a prisoner, in her cell <br /> none can penetrate her loneliness <br /> she holds her head <br /> regal and high.!<br /><br />ritty patnaik<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-gypsy-life/
