Pains make me to stay,
What i know,
Is better understood.
On the the back of the walls,
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lines of comforts...words of hopes am sending to you...this piece is nicely done..
lines of comforts...words of hopes am sending to you...this piece is nicely done..
That what we call home, is not a physical place but a state of mind, we chase our memories and seek thar what's lost in dust of time. Your poem is beautiful and does bring to mind, the feelings of lonliness we confront every now and then, feeling all alienated amidst multitudes, lovely work!
Home is the place of being at home.......sad yet fabulous imagery yo have shared!