KyawZwar Myint

On My Way Home - Poem by KyawZwar Myint

Leaving behind the maddened crowds
I'm driving
Through the endless fields.
How tasty the luster of wind and sun
Untainted of the city's venom
I am on my way
Way to my home
Where Jacarandas bloom.

Gone is the heat of summer soon
As my drive goes on
In cattery embrace of
Nant Pa Dat river
How much I've missed you Dear.
Let's be on our way
Way to our home
Where Jacarandas bloom.

Gone too are the plains
As my cruise keeps on
O'er the misty mountains
Of eternal grace and wisdom
How warm is your embrace
To a long lost son
Please guide the way
Way to our home
Where Jacarandas bloom.

So here we are
The scent of pines and
Playful light caresses of misty breeze
Has revived my long dead soul
To be whole again
Yet when I see my purple beloved
And all I can say
'I am home'

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 9, 2013

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