Home...
The Lord wanted to show to me
That I deserve the Heaven.
And mebbe for that reason
A 'HOME' I was given.
But then with time I know not
Who of us made mistake,
Lord so much ounished us
He kept our home at stake!
Dad went far to amke money,
We away for studies,
Mom was leaft alone at home
With only Sunday's memories!
Then one fine day so bad
We had to leave our home,
My memories of childhood,
And the soil I'd called my own!
People there have changed,
And so has changed time.
My soul still rests there,
Albiet, this new life is fine.
Often during many nightfalls,
As I lay in my new haven,
I think of a miracle
And go back to my heaven!
By me,
Lubna S. Khan
(finished on the 6th of April,2008)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
People there have changed, And so has changed time. My soul still rests there, Albiet, this new life is fine. Very excellent, mam.Cheers with 10++++++++