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May 2017
Home
Is where the heart is
Where warm arms embrace me
When glorious food filled the table
With beautiful wallpapers giving it life

Home is not only shelter
But it has all the love everyone needs
Comfy beds and childhood toys
Holding all the memories filled with wonders

Stepping out of my home
My eyes glow to the sight of
Sunkist skies on a Monday evening
Puffy clouds roam along with pigeons and larks
Clean pavement with nothing but dry leaves dancing
Old and new cars and an outgrown mango tree
I enjoyed every scent around my home.

When the day falls into darkness,
Shimmering stars shine upon me.
As if, I was the only one admiring their beauty
Walking beneath them is an honor
With every light steps,
The stars and moon watch over me,
Never leaving my side...like family

Now that I am no longer home,
Happiness has disappeared
Creases on my forehead increase
Being a vulnerable person out in the world
I became an easy prey, target
To be the one to absorb all the negativity
Possessed by city-born humans

Love is not around anymore,
Stars and moon shy away from the skies
Hidden behind the grey crowd
Filling humans' lungs
And causing disease
Adding on sadness and despair

I miss home.
Where love originally came from.
Little Piper
Written by
Little Piper  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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