The first thing why is it called HOME and not a HOUSE?
It’s the place where you reside
It’s a place where the heart binds
It’s a place for peace and rest
And not a place for tension and distress
But what if it starts turning otherwise
When the time you are back home makes you want to go
And not stay there?
Is it all about problems and solutions
You feel you have fixed them
But you haven’t actually
You find rest and peace and nothing else only in your own nest
But When the nest turns a place too dim
The best thing I can do is get rid of the den and go in
search of another peaceful place
Maybe it’s time for me to fly
Maybe it’s time for me to find peace in something else but
this place called HOME
Which I no longer believe to be a place of my own
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