I might be like any other expatriate, desirous of their homeland
upon my country's soil fervently wishing to stand
I can't help feeling profusely foreigner
in this highly foreign land
I'd give anything to go back, say even be a mariner
for there's an ocean to cross before familiar sand.
An ocean with dear motherland's name
greets me all the way here with tantalizing lure
tiring me of nostalgia's seemingly endless game
reminding the distance between the shores is galore!
Everything here seems just too alien and foreign
the air seems foreign punctuated by exotic birds
In this land I still feel as if lost in some warren
and the foreign language - I'm at a loss for words!
I feel estranged and disoriented, struck with nostalgia
though I might not be such a patriot any more
The awaited journey to India from Tanzania
to reach familiar ground of lakhs and crore.
Ah the welcoming scenes of my homeland
always so enticing and inviting
It might seem surprising that for me she's a dreamland
but a desire to go back, since ages I've been fighting.
I'm home-sick, waiting so long to be back home
there's no place like home-sweet-home
Here I feel I've lost my tracks
like a homeless wanderer do I roam.
As here I feel no less like a Gulliver on his travels
yet to rehabilitate from homesickness might take a lifetime
For now, I can merely sing of motherland's marvels
and wait soberly for fate and destiny's chime.
But an underlying truth here: I feel alienated everywhere
as if I hailed from No-man's-land
They think I neither blend with the Indian or the african
but can they respect my very individual brand?
There is feeling of loss in the lines.Nothing is better than ones homeland.Beautifully done.Loved it.Pray your wish get fulfilled soon.Thanks for sharing.
A genuine stream of thought, flowing from an expatriate! A longing for homeland and its familiar surroundings is there embedded in everyman's psche! The twist at the end.... I liked much! If our 'individual brand' is accepted and respected, I think, every where we feel at home! Great write, Zaynub!
An ocean with dear mother land's name. Nicely penned with patriotic feeling. Great work on sharing.
Beautiful poem Zanyub. You have expressed very beautifully the pain and anguish you feel at foreign land. You feel alienated especially when you goto other place than homeland. Very soon we feel nostalgia of going home sweet home. Beautiful presentation and I can feel each words you portrayed very well. Loved it.
I like this way of writing, it makes me live that atmosphere.... and makes me feel that i am watching what i am reading. Well done..
Pain and anguish of an expatriate well expressed. I can very well relate with this poem as a kashmiri pandit. Very touching indeed.
alienation is a great pain, makes one to feel rootless. touching write indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's an intense write showing the urge to go back to motherland and to recognize oneself after connecting with the mother tongue and soil what is missing in foreign. A nice realization of the root itself..... Loved it.