For so long have I dreamed life,
That my realities now seem unclear.
My life, my truths and my existence all seem so blurred.
I am not afraid any more, I have made my choice.
Soon I will walk the earth; soon I walk into the unknown and out of this urban wild.
I may one day be called a martyr or a legend,
Just another statistic or a man forgotten by time.
But I do this for myself, for the very thoughts that crowd my mind.
I do it for the words that have enriched me, the sights that have fulfilled my soul.
For the faces that have made me smile for the whole wide waiting world.
No boundaries or barriers, a world without strangers.
No fears, no inhibitions, just a man and the open road.
Just a man and new experiences.
Just a man and his nomadic inclinations.
— Ivan “NOMAD” Pinto
Tags: adventure, backpacking, india, travel
July 23, 2008 at 11:30 pm
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August 3, 2008 at 9:54 pm
This poem truly summarizes the endless conversations we have had about your g-i-a
love it and love you.
August 4, 2008 at 10:28 pm
Hey there, I really like that poem above- nomadic inclinations. are you in india now?? is there anywhere i can read more of your blogs?? namaste, natalie
August 13, 2008 at 9:18 am
Hey.. Thnx for the comments…
@Ana – Always a pleasure hearing from you..will call you laterzz…
@Natalie – Ya you can go to http://www.indianbackpackers.com and http://www.reapersrealm.blogspot.com to read more from me.. I am in India at the moment.. travelling in Rajhasthan as of now…
are you In the UK or travellin in India??