Far From Home

FAR FROM HOME… (Homecoming)

Very few words express what I feel.

Thoughts and Emotions inexplicably explains it all.

I wish you could embrace it too.

What I call home.

These Melancholic times of me struggling

Be easily resolved if I had sheltered at my home.

These hard times

Be less of it If I had the comfort of my home,

But I am a young adult

somewhere far away

Desperately trying his best to be what he wants

Just to seek home at the very end.

I wish I could turn to that solace,

But I am bounded by

Unbreakable destiny and ties,

But nothing signifies anything.

They long for me

I long for them,

But responsibilities hold me back.

Invisible chain of life has got me again.

Every day I wake up,

And I contemplate about my choices.

How I’d just drop everything,

And just go back,

But the hard reality always pulls me back.

Who do I share this with?

I don’t know,

And I don’t want to bother anyone else too.

Tireless working to make my ends meet.

The lack of sleep

For which If I was at home

I could just lay back,

And do it for the whole day.

A place where I can be anyone.

My anger.

My gossips.

My true expressions.

My carefree nature.

Is not judged because they accept me

For who I am.

I wish I was back at home,

But I see homecoming is not nearby.

Therefore, the period of struggle still remains.

Forcing myself to love the machine noise at my workplace

Seems to be the only solution.

Being nice to the ones near me seems to

Be the best option

But I just can’t be who I truly I am

Maintaining this fake niceness just to go by.

I miss the greens for it has been

Replaced with the glass skyscrapers.

I miss the river for it has been

Replaced with concrete roads.

I miss the sounds of birds chirping for it has been

replaced with engine noises.

I miss the sight of fast squirrels for it has been

Replaced with fast construction works.

I miss being comfortable

For I am a stranger here.

How I long to go back home.

How I wish I could be more productive If I was at home.

I could be more joyful If I was at home,

But the truth is that I am not at home,

And home is far away

Mentally, and physically.

One day, I hope One day,

I would just quit and make the right choice.