Away From A True Home - Poem by Rajendra padhi
My town is left bare
The trees are lifeless of beauty,
People are timeless for work
Hearts are lost like hairpins
Smile is lost like a coin,
The smoggy city cracks and leaks
A cacophony from industries
Dwindle at my depressed windows,
Birds whisper and sigh
The virgin-song of spring dies,
The river limps in dried bones
A perilous gasp for life frustrates.
Now we are out from home
Heard that spring has home in hills,
Where hearts are reunited
Feelings are reborn on mossy ways,
The sun smiles into your eyes
Reminds us the art of love
When our words sweet on lips,
The stars gently cool us
Joys twist souls after long fatigue.
A home we find never known before
Far from our city awfully busy
We dance like sparrows in a drizzle.
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