Honey, I'M Home
Honey,I'm home...
I whisper in my mind.
Too long I've been afar,
So long I lost his arms.
Honey, I'm home...
Nobody replies,
The home seems new,
No one hears my sound.
I see my children playing around.
Their voices are music to my heart.
I sit in our sofa,
watch the people around.
They didn't even notice,
They're busy roaming,
things I didn't mind.
I walk along to our garden.
I see a man wearing white.
"I know him! "I sigh.
He's holding a picture on his hand.
I call him,"Honey! I'm home."
I shout aloud...
He's so focus,
I saw him cry.
Tears are falling from his eyes.
I hold his shoulder,
kiss him on eyes.
Hold his hands,
He did not reply.
I hear him whisper,
"Honey! I'm home...
Why you didn't wait me,
Please open your eyes.
Happy anniversary,'hon!
I'm home now...
Please don't die!"
Scene I still recall,
the last day I closed my eyes.
Entry for Dr. Ram Mehta's Free Poetry Contest
written:01.14.2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.