Rohit singh

Home And Family - Poem by Rohit singh

A place where we belong.

I always wonder,
What is my home?
This infinite space,
Called universe, where I exist?

Or the planet which,
Keeps me alive?

Or the country,
We cheer for?

Or this brick structure,
I am taught to call home.

People who stand by your side,
No matter what.

I always thought families exists
But now I know it’s a lie.

Topic(s) of this poem: country, family, home, universe

Comments about Home And Family by Rohit singh

  • Jaishree Nair (11/2/2015 3:02:00 AM)

    Some painful memories or incidents have forced you to write this but time the healing factor will wipe away the pain of misunderstandings and family with be reunited.. Keep writing (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/2/2015 2:50:00 AM)

    Nicely penned, there is no substitute to home and specially sweet home, a place where our world resides. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 2, 2015

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