Tuesday, November 24, 2015

my native - poetry

You ask me where
Is my native ,,,
You ask me
Which part of earth
I lived .
I am a traveller
Soaking in beauty
Of the world
To say I belong
To one part of
The world no
That's not right
Each day I am
Being born
Each day
Fading in words
Each day breathing
My soul in words
Each day living
As if its last
My home is in
Words & once
You make home
There how can
You belong to one place ,.

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