Author: Sia Tuteja, Class X B
Apparently, you aren’t to make homes out of people
They say it will hurt when they are gone
But what are the pounding beats of heart good for,
If not to be a place for people to belong?
My heart is a home with tons of rooms
Which lets everyone stay and go
While with some, you just wouldn’t want to let them go
And missing them makes you feel Homesick.
Being aware of the fact that people come and go,
yet your heart finds solace in being with them
that you let your heart take over your mind, knowingly but still uncontrollably,
while you hit your reality and look around
they are no more with you and that makes you Homesick.
