In the biting cold night,
Journey to hometown.
Awake alone around
Mind fluttering just like a flag on a windy day
Outside the window,
Young plants and old trees
sprinting along,
The snoring uncle beside me,
Not let me sleep with comfort.
The charger point, Jio Sim, WhatsApp, Facebook
Never let go of me.
Time passes through
Without my knowledge.
The last hour of journey
seems to be more than a year,
Waiting for the love of my mom,
Care of my dad, smile of my sister.
Short and beautiful narrative piece of poetry nicely brought forth from the heart with conviction. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine start with a nice poem, Revanth. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks