String Pulling Emotion
I am out of home
Feeling empty for you
No one can fill up
The void created, so far
That means home
Built with emotional bricks
Cemented the relation with Italian slab of granite
Watered the lifeline
This means home
A small stretch of land
But the imagination was sky-high
Minds get pent up in a human zoo
Wants to break open the doors
Of stifling affiliation
Towards the neighbourhood
Towards selves
Outside horizon, red in wrath
Still home pulls
I soar up higher
Worldly intricacies; untie is tough
Power feeble!
Imposition wants on declining health
Standing looses in unsightly treat
Lying bursts in impatience
That means home
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Thousands of pulses bundled together
The house of material frame
Kids are reared up with care
Free of worldly hazards
Home pulls me back, always
Eternally!
Yelahanka New Town Bangalore
Purva Venezia India, Monday
09 Oct 2017.
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