Home is not a place to live,
Home is where my love resides.
Where the laughter,
and the joy in every side.
Home is in your aqua eyes,
beacons for the lost to guide.
Home is where I yearn to see,
A cherub face, a happy child.
Home is in a motherly hand,
Kissing my tears when I cried.
Home is womb, home is birth,
Home is a father by your side.
But your home is neither one,
Under my skin, rest and bide.
***
Akram Sadiq
YOU ARE READING
Poetic Rants By Akram Sadiq
Poetry**Winner of (Poetry Prize Awards) for (Best Poet) & (Best Poetry book) categories... **Winner of (Le Book Award) for (best Free Verse Poetry Read) **First place winner of The Elimination monthly Awards (June 2017) # My name is Akram Sadiq. I'm a Jui...
