From far away my home is calling
I feel the pain, it's so deep
I hear the sound from inside
My heart is weeping loudly
I want to go home, but my home is far away
I live here to work and work here to live
The smell of that land, the warmth in the air
I miss the feel day by day
Life is monotonous
Nothing is Charming
I am living on expectations
To visit my home one day
Gone are those days
When I roamed in my home town
Passing time in parks and
Eating out with friends
Now though there are friends
They are far away
And though there are parks
They are lifeless for me
I have to go home
To see what has changed
If nothing has changed
Then why had I changed
I was watching full moon
Spreading its light inside my room
Through the windows wide open
Though my mind was wandering in my home town
Suddenly it came
Flashing in my mind
It is this moon
Whom I watched from my home
Memories mellowed out
I was still feeling the touch
The window is still open
And the moon is still there.
Hope gives us light
Light is still coming
I enjoyed watching moon
He is smiling at me.
1 comment:
renjith as usual u have beautifully expressed your thoughts and its a lovely poem. the reader too feels the pain and yearn for home.
but the truth remains that there is no go back..when u finally reach back home..still u yearn ..
its same moon, same breeze and the same sun..feel at home wherever you are coz its in your heart loved one lives.
changes are inevitable and u can only go forward...
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