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Homesick

By Akriti


Why do I feel so lonely 

with so many people around me?

Why doesn’t anything amuse me

even though everything is beyond pretty?

Are things really falling apart 

or am I just homesick?


The silence before a storm

when everything becomes still

as if the leaves on the trees

are no longer alive,

it is the same hollow 

that I feel inside my heart

when I need you

but you are nowhere to find.


Who knew moving out 

would be so tough?

Leaving home just to realise 

what home really meant.

It was a place of comfort 

a place where you could call out

to your mother 

every time you were stuck 

and she would always have

the answer to everything. 

A place where you felt loved

even on your worst days.

Who knew being independent 

meant being all alone?

Free enough 

to make your own decisions 

and yet tied enough

to face everything on your own.


No matter how still it is right now 

the wind will blow again

and the rain will fall

washing away your tears 

filling the pits and holes 

of loneliness 

with love

bringing with her

blessings 

sent by your loved ones

in the form of rainbows. 


By Akriti


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