Wish To Be Home Poem by Rimni chakravarty

For me home is my bedroom
Here I can cover myself from the gruel realities of life
Somehow after my mother's demise
I survive
As here in this bedroom
I look at the photographs of my parents
They are not mere still photography, but for me lively
To be looked at and revive myself
To delve
Down into my heart to feel the beat
Or else lonely like the mariner there is no seat
For me to sit
How long God would keep me fit?
Enough to earn my bread
God you are great
None like me is so alone
None like me moan
The loss of love from life
This is my story as I survive.
No not thrive.

Enough to