In multitudes that whisked around
She searched for one who felt the same
Perhaps a pairs of eyes somewhere
that blinked in an unspoken agreement
Or a voice familiar in the din echoing her true sentiments
You have come to your native place
No place in world can take its place
No one, this time will pull you ashore
Stay here and rest as long as you want
Or perhaps this time for a change
Stay back for good make it your home
Exhausted by the long haul
With tears of joy she arrived home
© 2013 Pallavi Mahajan


world, poem, poetry, native place, home

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