They say home where the heart is,
But I say home where the pain is,
Home……………………………………….,
Where the dreams are crushed,
Even the moon seem so stressed,
Home is sand and storms,
That Sweep all the wishes,
Home is only Fights& talks,
And no one listens,
Home where nobody cares,
Home is where nobody rise,
Though the smoke does rise,
I pity home where the smoke does rise,
And where nobody ever rise,
So home isn’t where the heart is,
It’s where the pain is………………..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And u r a gr8 young poetess yorself. Youth can b trying as yor poem's poignancy shows, but if u ask divine help evryting wil b more bearable n get better. Atleast u can write so well n swell.