Echoes In Empty Rooms

By Tvishaa Vijay

They warn us not to make homes out of people.

They say it will hurt too much while they’re gone.

But what are these beating hearts good for,

If not to be a place for others to belong?

My heart is a home with many rooms 

With empty spaces for people to stay, 

And sometimes we are lucky and find ones 

Who remain with us even when they are away. 

Because we all have certain people 

Who, for some reason, feel like home.

It's true that without them you might feel lonely 

But at least you are not doing life alone. 

If there ever comes a day 

When the moon hides from your eyes;

Luminous memories of us together, 

Will soar, like a flock of fireflies. 

If seawater drowns your pupils 

When sadness intrudes your heart,

My hands be the handkerchief 

That so gently dry your eyes.

When your midnight thoughts fall asunder 

Staring at wishes from afar, 

Know I'm never out of reach-

I will always be by your side. 

By Tvishaa Vijay