Just this morning, when I was discovering the new thoughts & posts WordPress has to offer; I came across a number of posts, some filled with good thoughts, positive vibe; while some bloggers having courage to spell out the emotions and harsh reality fate…
I remember the time back in my school days, every year I would complete the diaries to their last page, and now I have diary from (I just went back to see) 2015, still incomplete, blank pages after blank pages, still waiting to be drenched by ink in some calligraphical way.
Come and take me home, I have been tired enough. Come and show me the way, I have been lost enough. Come and sing me a song, I have been away enough. Come and let sleep befall, I have been awake enough.
Coming home is like a vacation, the same we took while we were young. Its relaxing, serene and calming. But its hard to be away from home. So this poem is dedicated all those people, with nostalgia associated to their home and job life keeps them away.