All my life, I have been a nomad,
A scavenger, in search for treasures,
Chased by people, being branded as an intruder,
There was never time for love,
As survival was my only drive,
Then I see the one,
Who made me realize that I am indeed alone,
On one of my expeditions,
Who disturbed tranquil of my emotions,
Then I always looked out for that glimpse,
Leaving probability of encounter to chance,
Yet being on best character and attire,
The whole thing has changed life,
For better, as I want to believe,
Until that one day on an expedition,
I get the glimpse, but it wasn’t same,
There was no movement or sign of life,
The world has lost just another trash panda,
But I might have lost piece of my personality,
Which made me question my reality,
As a creature who finds treasure in trash,
The void left in heart was something new and sad,
Maybe concept of loss is not understood,
Unless you lose something,
And I have nothing to lose but my life.