Home, where smiles are always bright,
We yearn to live for its warm light.
But when walls become battlefields,
Home's foundation starts to yield.
No one wants to stay in a home so worn,
Yet home itself still longs to be reborn.
Questions abound, yet home remains silent,
Demands are made, but home's love is resilient.
Home needs nothing from you, yet it pursues,
With a gloomy face, a love that never loses its hue.
The heart strives to make home a haven for all,
But the weight of resilience becomes too much to bear for the dweller's fall.
The dweller must depart, seeking a refuge true,
A place where peace of mind and heart can renew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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