Nostalgia Poem by G. Akanji Olaniyi

Home, sweet home
I dream of it every second
It has become the shadow that sticks
Appearing and disappearing at will
The thought of it is becoming a constant
Refusing to go even with the wave of hand
It is the feeling of nostalgia!

Home, sweet home
Where the comfort is incomparable
What we call comfort is different from theirs
Our peace of mind is a guarantee
The peace that world searches for

Home, sweet home
Your memory is like a sweet honey
You want it to taste to last
That it never lives the mouth
Even when it it gradually licks in

Home, sweet home
Being far away is no excuse
I live with your memory anyway
And if I tarry far and wide
Very soon, one day, I will come back

OLANIYI G. AKANJI
© 2015