(I'm)
On my journey
My endless journey
By dream colors I'm on painted stairs
Climbing sky to touch the unreachable star
It was just misguide dream
And this cost me missing home
Now i am returning again
To the shelter of my fragile soul
Lost in a way
Gravity pull my strength
So i left my tears, lessen my burden
Show me to the way home
for my fragile soul
Sorry if i was away
But returning home is sure
And my home is your heart
I know I'll be safe again
On my journey
Such a long journey
I may smile I may cry
Sometimes i fall
Who is gonna keep me safe
to protect my soul
Only my home...(my home)
in other word
Only you..only you
On my way
Dont mislead me
Show me way to home
After awhile
Will you be there for me
Because your heart is my home
Let the door stay open
keep me locked inside
heal me gently
Until i am ready
to end my endless journey
Without astray from your heart
my home
Heartfelt words expressed through a dream, yet so very real. It is you Soul who always repairs others with invisible thread. Thank you Soul for your beautiful words
Hi soul, again I am daring to touch your prose as it is my bad habit I don't know how much freedom you will give to attack or attract your works in public. I have measured this poem in three ways as a popular world three in one that is trinity. If I go to speek generally there is a matter of hidden affection on one particular object. You might be seeking help or you might be urging for safety or you are looking for protection. the home & heart coinciding side by side but in this word itself you are going one more object it left for you belief if my belief is correct. First three tranzas expresses your enxities you are having for your choice It is not a sudden turn but it is from your desires. The desire lead you to a bad dream after having a long journey you wanted to turn it but you cannot dreams like colours you can see it but cannot touch. You cannot efford to up the sky But in really it is not possible. When you realised these points you wants return. At the same time you wants a reservation. Here I found the state of confusion. normally one's home is his safest place to feel, to live, to get rest and like more any thing which he wants to do. Co incidentally along its there is one more word heart. What is the soul of these sayings. Is it really a home where born & got up is it sympathizing or earning self confidence from real heart and one more do you seeking help from Allah. Normally this questions comes up when reading your heart is my home and my home is your heart. This is the affection it may comes when we are away from home And also when we admiring our own works or any affection other these. ok how much I wrote here I don't know. and how it is correct I don't know and I did not wrote about full poem only on a few lines I took it. if you found it as it is none of my business please delete it Do not curse wants to be your friendship & careness always
Your heart is my home.....simply n nicely you written abt your emotions Nice to read :)
'My home is your heart' is a gorgeous poem so impressively painted and delineated. Its theme is nice. This poem has special attraction for which I made second visit. I love the following lines.... It was just misguide dream And this cost me missing home Now i am returning again To the shelter of my fragile soul Thanks again for this gem.
Sorry if i was away But returning home is sure And my home is your heart I know I'll be safe again.heal me gently.......... really a very fine poem dear poetess. thank u very much. tony
Tremendous work, Soul. I am reminded of a painter, a sculptor standing in front of his subject. Each stroke of the brush, movement of the hammer takes the artist closer to a destination. There are dead ends, and times to stop and moments of reflection. There are regrets and denials and renewed joy in the discovery that the journey, the brush stroke, may not be entirely in the control of the artist....And so on the journey there are returns to home, feelings of loss...Magnificent poem, Soul!
I may smile I may cry Sometimes i fall Who is gonna keep me safe to protect my soul Only my home...(my home) in other word Only you..only you your heart is my home.... a lovely poem.. full of love and self-disovery. love this poem. dev
Endless journey with the muse of love and life. Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sorry if i was away But returning home is sure And my home is your heart I know I'll be safe again........yes, our home is heart of God, we will be safe there. Nice envision. Very nicely composed. Good word choice. Many thanks respected soul, keep the ball rolling.