My Home Poem by Anambar ADITYA CHAUHDURY
My Home
My home…
Anambar ADITYACHAUDHURY
It was once my identity,
My Pride..
My love
It was my home
The love it gave me
The dreams, it forced me to chase,
Everything now becomes a memory
And lost in a mist.
My home is not anymore mine
It does not show anymore dreams
Its not anymore my identity
Its now in an unknown land
In a place where I am a GUEST.
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