Displacement Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Displacement

Where had it been my house?
Where did I come to?

Is the return journey possible? ,
I ask without hoping to get an answer.

But the house I had, relatives I had
Never came to give me food and shelter
Instead quarrelled they.

Monday, March 4, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: food,house,journey,relatives
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