The journey
Clinging on determinedly
To the ferociously fast train
My palms burning in agony
Turning what I called home
A tiny speck in the distance
But 'home' is in ruins now
With bombs falling everywhere
Anywhere
Sirens wailing in my ears
Heartbreaking cries of newborn babies
Tear-jerking screams of loved ones
Being forced out of my home
The place I slept
The place I wept
The place I dreamed
The place I lived
The moonlight shines in the dark
Guiding my way
Yet I still question
Will I ever belong?
Copyright © Haleema Zeeshan | Year Posted 2024
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