Tuesday, 11 October 2016

I think I have lost my home...


I think I have lost my home...

Laughing with my friends playing hide and seek, when love was pure and friendships sweet,

Somewhere in those lanes, I think I have lost my home...

When the days were gloomy and the nights were dark, and yet there was faith and hope in the heart,

Somewhere in my grandma's stories, I think I have lost my home...

Getting clean and dressed for the Sunday prayers, lining up to get my prasad's share,

Somewhere on the way to the Gurudwara, I think I have lost my home...

Taking to the stage to collect my prize, when I was proud and the apple of everyone's eyes,

Somewhere among that adulation, I think I have lost my home...

There were also days when I couldn't be consoled, when everything seemed dark and without hope,

Hidden somewhere in my mother's lap, I think I have lost my home...

The songs we sang and the tunes we grooved to, the ones that took you to a world so new,

Somewhere in the lyrics of those songs, I think I have lost my home,

And there you were sitting by yourself, listening to all but not eager to tell,

Somewhere behind that smug smile, I think I have lost my home...

Then there were dreams that made you fly, took you far too far into the night,

Somewhere beneath the wings of that flight, I think I have lost my home...

And then you came to be tested by fire, making something new from an old pyre,

Somewhere in trying to forge and carve, I think I have lost my home...

So far away in a place so foreign, where everyone talks in ways too strange,

Somewhere in that awkward conversation, I think I have lost my home...

Nomad I feel is what I am today, one moment here and the next away,

In all of this life's hustle, I think I have lost my home...

And yet there is something that brings me back, every time I feel I'm losing track,

Your love, your care, a bond so deep, that wakes me up when I want to sleep,

You provide me shelter and keep me warm, and bring me back to where I belong,

Somewhere in that loving embrace of yours, I think I have found my home...

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