A step taken from there , a step put here,

a feeling of leaving things , a feeling of seeking experiences

few days when i missed my strings back home , now the coming day when i miss the strings i have tied here ,

i seek where was my home ,

the place i came from …

the place i lived …

the place i learnt from …

or the place that comforted me ….

home is where the heart is ,

home is where my longing is …

home is where ur arms are ….

home is in the embrace …

home is is my brother’s pranks …

home is in her lap …

home is this life which teaches me every waking second

and engulfs me in dreams …

every sleeping hour


One Comment Add yours

  1. vibhash says:

    Beautiful post


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