An epitome of peace and synonym of joy,
A loving bond which time fails to destroy.
Where estacy resides and everywhere does happiness roam,
I feel glad to say its my home sweet home.
Which taught me the lessons with the passing day,
The angels even blessed it while crossing the way.
Enclosed with affection it's the blissful abode,
Where more fast than time does the dreams ever rode.
In the midst of this yard often my childhood spent,
The flash of those days often makes me repent.
Those were the days which found every relation,
Now they are the broken tags only mere emotion.
My heavenly palace where princess am i,
Blessed by god where wishes never die.
Mom, dad and me has made our small world,
It's as pure as diamond but more precious than emerald.
20/01/14
A nice detailing with a touch of nostalgia and attachments...... loved your penning and sharing the same. You may read my poem My small loving little hut
Dear Sonali, This is a sweet poem with heartily feel of affection to ones home. Great work. I wish for more poems like this. Thanks!
Dear Poet, Nice your poem. I like you because the onlynesses do round around you always. That's why you mind writes.
There are no more precious and sweeter than HOME. Gifted poet
It's as pure as diamond but more precious than emerald....great feelings about you sweet home.
I could understand the emotions of the poem fully because I have gone through the experience when I was young. Those days, we had no television, no mobile phones, internet or email or WhatsApp. No nothing, except for the landline phones. The calls over phones were hard to come by and were costly
A beautiful depiction of 'home sweet home' ceremoniously rich in tone. Lovely poem in verse with rhythmic splendour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sweetly composed.............Sonali...........I love this poem so much........well done.....thanks for sharing.......