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Friday, 6 September 2013

The Place l Call Home

The Place I Call Home
There is going to be a day
Long after today
Feeling tired and weird
With the experience that I gained

Thinking to myself
In this life
What did I achieve?
In this fools world

It is when you realize
Nothing mattered
More than being wise
In this small lives of ours

There would be times
During the stages of your life
That you felt betrayed
Devastated & embarrassed

Those were the times
That you wanted a place to hide
Somewhere safe
Like a mothers womb

Which place can be safer?
To protect you from all misery
To say don’t worry
And everything’s fine. 

I was younger then
It is the place that I like to call home
But today, things change
Most of all, I changed

I am all old and weary
Thinking of the times 
When I ignored the call
Of my inner cry

Thinking to myself
Like a baby protected in the mothers womb
When will I go back to the place that I’ve grown
The place that I call HOME.

1 comment:

  1. Perhaps Home was calling you for a while, it was just getting missed calls :)

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