FEELING HOMESICK AT MY OWN HOME

By-Soumya Nair

 

I start feeling terribly homesick, I look around and I realise I am at my own home.

I am constantly talking to people I have known for years now, but not being understood by any of them.

They hear me but never listen.

This feeling is consuming me bit by bit, day by day.

 

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This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn

 


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