Arun Maji

Home And Homeless

O human,
why you wander so lost and helpless?
Are you abandoned? Orphan? Homeless?
Find a home o human, find a home.

Home is not a space
walled by bricks or stones.
Home is not a land
bordered by sea or mountain.

Home is where most peace is.
Home is where heart's dance is.
Home is where soul's song is.

Home can be anything, and everything.
Baby's home is his mother's breasts.
Musician's home is sound's resonance.
Lover's home is his beloved's embrace.
Bhakta's home is his Prabhu's grace.

If home is everywhere,
then why you wander homeless o human
why you wander homeless?

(Bhakta, the seeker; Prabhu, the almighty)

© Arun Maji
Painting: Amit Bhar

Topic(s) of this poem: god, home, homeless, peace, seeking, tranquility

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Form: Free Verse

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  • Rose Marie Juan-austinRose Marie Juan-austin (4/18/2018 11:16:00 AM)

    A great poem beautifully crafted.
    I like the third stanza. It expresses all.
    Very heartwarming piece.

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