Written by Yasir
Once upon a time,
I had built a home of Love.
Accommodated all in the small, but very strong rooms.
I hardly found a space there for myself,
And so adjusted to be in the terrace.
Accommodated all in the small, but very strong rooms.
I hardly found a space there for myself,
And so adjusted to be in the terrace.
Days passed.
Entries widened and the mates of my mates arrived,
And pretty soon, I was expelled from the home.
Guess what, I had no worries.
I’m happy to see them living in my home of love.
Guess what, I had no worries.
I’m happy to see them living in my home of love.
Days passed again.
People started leaving the home,
And started shifting to somewhere else.
At last, I was back home, but all alone.
At last, I was back home, but all alone.
Loneliness started being a villain again,
And pretty soon,
A firm and a violent storm took away my home of Love.
A firm and a violent storm took away my home of Love.
Everything was broken into pieces, including
me.
Before closing my eyes,
I found another Home tightly filled with my
loved ones, Reflecting from the broken pieces of mirror,
Leaving silent tears on the soil.
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