HOME

Sometimes I wonder,

where my home is.

Is it

In the broken walls of the place I stay?

Is it

In the empty halls of the towers that pay?

Is it

In the cold embrace of my love?

Is it

In the fake smile of my trust?

I walk

Across these lands I inhabit

I walk

Amidst these people I inhabit

I wonder

Where my home is

I wonder

Where my self is.

ASHWINI UDGATA

05TH APRIL, 2025