Home

It is an irresistible thought,
Keep occupying my mind,
A thought of going back to home,
A place where love and affection is overflowing.

I wish I was home,
The place where I belong,
The place where
Treachery, hatred and jealousy are not seen.

I wish I was home,
It cleanses me with raindrops, be nurtured,
Washing all the negative qualities built up within me
By this insanely decadent modern world;
It cleanses me with wind, be humble,
Making me bend into leaning,
Like it does to the tall grass.

I wish I was home,
I am not running away from home,
Just that I have
Goals to pursue in my life,
An opportunity to learn to grow up independently.

I wish I was home,
I am engaged in the middle of crossroad,
Between hope and despair,
All I need is a direction,
A direction where the home can guide me to,
A direction of going home.

I wish I was home,
The miles are getting longer it seems,
The closer I get to my home;
The shorter the distance heading to my home,
The higher the joys hopping in my heart.