A Poetic Journey

                                HOME There is an echo of joy, grief and sorrow, Each corner has new stories, Stories that I long to listen, Some stories are a secret. I'm standing with the support of these walls, These walls never leave me in my bad times. These trees want to share their glorious past, They don't find anyone who can stand and listen to them, Their stories remain unheard. This window help me to listen to  those unheard stories. This place is peaceful, Full of sounds and colors and memories. This place is eternal.                      - belongingness

Out beyond your imagination I meet you to show, who am I You have no idea of my imagination Come out and dare to see who am I Are you afraid of my invisible self? You never know who am I Come out and I will show you my phenomenal self Come out and dare to see who am I Out beyond your imagination I meet you there to see my invisibility I am the darkest sight of your imagination I am the brightest sight of your visibility

Home that I had lost long ago The moment I look out of the window There I find so many connections My eyes never get tired of that view A raw of houses where people live an ordinary life That sliding window that is far from the window of my place And a small wish to visit that pretty house A row of tall trees, where on the top my dream lies And the voice of leaves that singing a song for a little heart I never get tired of that view where I find immense peace I never get tired of looking at the neighbouring house I never get tired to look at the street where there are voices of laughter I never get tired to sit on veranda where I find beautiful people to share their ordinary life I never get tired to look at the house that is there in a corner They are still there living their lives But there is no-one who can listen their ordinary life And I'm somewhere far, long to listen their ordinary life Home where I can not be anymore