! Where I Belong ! Comments

this is so beautiful. i feel you are expressing my innermost thoughts. Rema one word- priceless soul's quest 10 for this.

An amazing journey into two worlds..one real the other imaginary...I know which one I'd choose.....brilliantly composed and the delivery of this poem...what can I say........bang on the button....excellent poetess *10+ Stacks of dishes Jon.

Ah! wishes and concrete realities! Well enunciated, both, here! A very good poem!

Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!

Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!

Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!

Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!

Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!

Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!

another lovely poem i must compliment. may all your wishes come true and may all your dreams take you in the world of dreamland where you feel you BELONG. a very thoughtfully composed verses. really enjoyed reading. take care

And this is exactly the journey of mind in the two frames of time- one pertaining to real life and the other one to an imaginary world- as told by aabha sharma in her poem ‘stream of consciousness’… Here on one side the residence of mundane life… On the other side the residence the poetess dreams of in her exalted thoughts. Rema excels with her poem here… A ten from me.

The simulation and dissimilation make this world an asylum; true home is where the mind is…away from worldly affairs and materialistic pleasures but exploring inner self… The poem has depth and provokes thinking…the nature imagery is too good… Abha

This seemingly complex poem is a longing to belong, for a homecoming to a place where, perhaps geographically or emotionally, the poet's mind and body are in unison...that's the way I read it. 'My home is not here' is a categoric statement. Te reader then asks: 'where is your home? Where do you belong? ' Wonderful write, Rema and thanks for it.