To you,
I hope you're bright and warm,
Because this winter is going to be long.
Don't worry I'll be home soon,
Sooner than the second dark moon.
Sooner than child's first cry in spring,
When sun comes up and birds brush their wings.
Tell everyone that my stay here is short,
I heard fellowmen wishing it to God.
Although I have a lot to say,
But limited space here is in my way.
Don't worry I'll be back by May.
~ AshishK
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The Long Road To Home
PoetryA collection of 50 poems composed by me, aka Ashish Khare. These are the ones I wrote during lockdown. Here, I talk about feelings like loneliness, incomplete love and even patriotism. Give these a read!
