Tuesday, June 26, 2018

The Bitter Truth

To tell you the truth
I have no hometown
There used to be one
My heaven on earth
A safe cocoon
A warm embrace

I grew up assimilating 
It's different vibes
Never knew that life 
Also has a flip side
Which revealed itself
When I left it's side.

I went to it again and again
To recover lost treasures
And be my old self again
Like all good things
This too came to an end.

What is a hometown
without a home
And what is a home 
Without those loving souls
What used to be my hometown
Is now a deserted town.

12 comments :

  1. Oh! Very moving, Induji.
    That's the unfortunate truth. Homes and loved ones are no more...

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  2. Thanks Anita, your clue inspired me.

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  3. Beautiful poem. But sad truth.

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    1. Yes SG,very sad.No matter how old one grows,that childhood home and the memories of one's parents conjure sad thoughts.

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  4. It’s time ...
    What is today will not be there tomorrow so in fact this world is RENBASERA

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    1. Thanks for visiting,glad you liked it.

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