Welcome !!
This is your house,
A door little tall,
The pet mittle spouse.
See ,
Those ten eyes ,
Lids some closed
The view is suffice,
Clatter of wood ,
Thud due wind,
And curtains fright.
Please make your way inside !!
This is the home in which you reside ,
This is where ,
you slept a myriad of nights.
Yes , this is the veranda of
Your childhood sunbaths,
Memory of joy,
Playing hard as mad .
Ooo,
It's your room,
Look at those doodles
On the walls,
Sketches of sun and crows
Signing your name ,
Across.
It's the TV you saw growing,
The fridge which colour's been fading
The bathroom's door which been
Cranking ,
(Joyful laugh)
Come beside,
Let's go on the roof ,
Take a breath
Let's move in a loop,
Sip of fresh air
Then make a move.
Reminisce the sunset ,
& The glare of moon ,
The panorama of lush green
silvered by lune.
This is your home
Not just a brick or stone ,
You spent your life here
Not just a shade of mere ,
This is a sweater of
Wool of will
The sweater that
has to be worn even
It's summer ,
It is an antique which
Only you can weave ,
So tell me ,
Why do you want to leave ?
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 3:17 PM UTC
Welcome !!
This is your house,
A door little tall,
The pet mittle spouse.
See ,
Those ten eyes ,
Lids some closed
The view is suffice,
Clatter of wood ,
Thud due wind,
And curtains fright.
Please make your way inside !!
This is the home in which you reside ,
This is where ,
you slept a myriad of nights.
Yes , this is the veranda of
Your childhood sunbaths,
Memory of joy,
Playing hard as mad .
Ooo,
It's your room,
Look at those doodles
On the walls,
Sketches of sun and crows
Signing your name ,
Across.
It's the TV you saw growing,
The fridge which colour's been fading
The bathroom's door which been
Cranking ,
(Joyful laugh)
Come beside,
Let's go on the roof ,
Take a breath
Let's move in a loop,
Sip of fresh air
Then make a move.
Reminisce the sunset ,
& The glare of moon ,
The panorama of lush green
silvered by lune.
This is your home
Not just a brick or stone ,
You spent your life here
Not just a shade of mere ,
This is a sweater of
Wool of will
The sweater that
has to be worn even
It's summer ,
It is an antique which
Only you can weave ,
So tell me ,
Why do you want to leave ?
