Coming back homeA Poem by EnigmaComing back to all the good old things...I'm coming home to those dreamy nights
To all those talks beneath the moonlit sky
To all those chats and gossips we shared
Sitting under the roof, warm and dry
I'm coming home to all those little things
To all the sweet joys I ignored back then
To all the puzzling mysteries
To the nights when I stayed up till ten
I'm coming home to the warm breeze
And the wonderful Sun shining bright
All my friends waiting to play with me
And 'him', just wanting to hold me tight
I'm coming home to myself now
To all my forgotten thoughts and dreams
To all those welcoming arms of God
Yes! I'm coming back home to me...
© 2008 EnigmaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 11, 2008 AuthorEnigmaIndiaAboutHi, I'm Preeti. Nice to meet you! I found this place around the same time I found my love for writing. To be honest, it was a time back when I could write. And I did, oh so much. I found words to b.. more..Writing
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