Home a Lone
HOME ALONE
The vacation bean for winter,
Alone in home with my diary,
My parent at wedding season,
Being a kin at home ,
Loneliness hugging me too tight.
My dear ones and pal,
At their own world,
Only me the only left,
In their ordinary world,
The room so big,
The being so small,
The things too many,
The mind so fresh,
The T.V seems to be my best pal,
But no longer,
The sound of the thief rat,
Sound so scary.
Smell of the room,
The view of the crying cat,
View so scary.
If some one sending beside me,
My head don’t to turn back,
And my mind totally freak,
The heart beat so fast,
While hearing the bell ring ‘ting tong’’
Can’t wish to go move out from my second pal blanket.
But I have to move so.
Cause Am home alone.
No one seems to open the door.
And when the door was opened,
It was my best pal.
By Nehamiah Theophylus Haokip
On31//3/2014
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