Home
A place you often run to when peace is all you desire,
A place you return to when your tired soul seeks some rest,
An enthralling space that calls for you again and again,
Like a zephyr that simmers down all the heated chaos within,
Or like a soothing poem that is sung in the perfect rhyme,
A place where you meet yourself after having wandered lands in the search of serenity.
And sometimes home is a person!!!
A person you go to, after life has drowned you in the rain of sorrows,
A face you love to stare at as nothing else has ever calmed your soul,
The arms your soul finds its solace in,
The eyes that read all the stories that were kept aside from the world — safe, untouched, unsaid but always yearned to be read,
And a heart that silences all the tempests that have been breaking you down again and again and again.
Where two souls intertwine so profoundly that the very fabric of reality itself cannot escape their union.
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Or.... Or maybe it’s an ephemeral bliss that would just end as destiny entertains no sacrifices !!
