How do you define home?
Does home make you feel alone?
Was it beautiful and comforting inside?
Or there's always a devil hiding somewhere behind?
Is it smells like summer breeze or some flowers in May?
Or a blood from his body left in this that didn't stay?
What does it feel like to come home?
Do you ever miss it like your mom's call on the telephone?
Do you miss your room? Or even your bed?
Like some sort a human that protects you and became a shed,
Do you miss your mom's cookings and the awesome smell of her?
Some people along the road smells like her, reminds me of a mother.
Do you think home remembers you?
Does it ever feel like blue?
Does it ever became sad after you were gone?
I wonder if home has a heart also like a man,
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Her Broken Letters
PoetryThis is a compilation of the poems I wrote since the year I realized how beautiful writing your emotion was. The poems were a bit sad, some are inspired by songs, movies, or simply just by someone I stared at the bus station going to school. So, enj...
