Sitting near the window,
looking at the moon
it does seem sweet and mellow
in the summer night of June.
Yet, the surrounding smells aberrant
and the moon light seems different.
It’s funny how I never noticed the change before,
May be this yearning for the feel of home has hit the core.
I thought I was sick in my heart,
Never did I thought it was the place that made me fall apart.
I started to search for the disease,
I opened my laptop and typed the symptoms in the Google Chrome,
When I saw the result, I suddenly felt weak in my knees,
it was written- When it comes to living there is no place like ‘home‘.
–Kusum
Homesick
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