The House Does Not Remain A House In The Absence Of The Kith And Kin Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The house does not remain a house
If there is none therein
To see you,
Greet you
When come you,
When leave you for.

Such a house built I,
But the men for whom made I
And was meant for,
Lived they not,
Departed they before
Or lived for a brief stint of time.

Now you say it to me,
Which is whose,
The mud house where I was just born,
The rented house of teh father's posting
Where grew I up
Or the one I built for them
At that place
Or where have I come to in search of posting?