Home coming

"Take me home

You called me beautiful"

I wish to experience the liveliness rest of my life

I am so tired standing all my life alone day and nights 

None to whisper at any ears

When I am filled and enough of...

I wish to talk and share... 

Make my words understandable to them

Who standby me for seconds 

Who keeps their hands on my shoulders 

And click my pictures

Why my Joy is always a temporary feeling

Can it last ever?

Why am I afraid of adieus?

Can my breathlessness make some noise in the air ?

That can convey my message

To the ones who see me...

"I too wish to come along 

Take me home" !!!