Home for me

 

                                                    Home for me

 

         My dream home turned out to be the tomb of my wishes

         Fate put me in the hands of destiny

         Greedy men want to buy even the tomb

         I was not spared at any time.

         I tried to live in  the abode of joy

         There too I had many visitors

         Sadly some even left their mark

         I could never live a full life.

         Those who do not abide by law

         Fearless they may appear to be 

         Made their home in forbidden lands

         Where even angels fear to tread.

         Though only a tomb, in my useless home 

         With sorrow as accompaniment 

         Oh my Lord I invite you

         To come  and rest for a while.

         Neither do I have anymore wish

         Nor I want to live in  the tomb

         For deep inside me I know 

         Home for me is only a makeshift.       

                          

                  

                                                             

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

"Home for me" seems a plea for peace. Between the sincerity and humility lies pain but threads of faith. She has built a home upon hope, and it's not enough. This poem speaks to many who lack genuine peace, not from material things but absent such things. A well-crafted poem with a rich message about what's truly important in life.

[prema]

Ray, thank you reading my poem . I truly appreciate your review.

[R.E. Ray]

You're welcome.