Homesick

By Bristi Parvin

My heart aches for a home

A home,

Between two open arms that hold me tight 

And keep me safe throughout the stormy night 

A home, 

In the mountain peak

Where the sun’s molten light speak 

A home, 

Under the starry nights 

Where dreams are born

I yearn to be where I'm not forlorn 

A home,

Where I join in the restless river’s rhythmic game

To rinse my pain with them

A home, 

In the cemetery 

Where someone sleeping in silence for so long 

A home, 

In an old library

Where lives a thousand stories 

A home 

Where I can rejuvenate myself by my own

I am homesick for a home

Which I've never got

By Bristi Parvin