I don’t believe this happened,
Can’t accept it’s over,
There’s a lot I’ve left to do,
Still haven’t got closure.
Countless doors to shut,
I’ve people yet to meet;
Untold places I must visit,
Many fond memories to greet.
Please let me go back
Just one last time,
I’ve unfinished work to do,
Lose ends left to tie.
There wasn’t an opportunity,
It happened too fast;
I’m here in the future now
But not done with my past.
The present won’t make sense –
Not until I return;
I miss where I come from,
I’m waiting for my turn.
This place is beautiful,
The people nice and sweet
But my restless heart dedicates
To home, its every beat.
Take me back to my city,
The city of love and joy!
So I can see it one last time,
So I can say good bye.
So beautifully weaved.. Loved the read! Feeling nostalgic :’)
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Thanks di, means a lot! 🙂
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Nycc 🙂
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Thanks a lot, Agam 🙂
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beautiful poem:-)
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Nostalgia about your city…beautifully penned..
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Thank you so much 🙂
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the city is waiting for you, so are we.. come soon.. not say “goodbye”.. just say to say “hi”.. nice poem and write many more..
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I hope so, soon! And thanks, it means a lot when it comes from one of you!
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Beautifully written.
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Beautifully written.
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Thanks Christina, you people’s compliments mean a lot, always
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Kashish, this is so heartfelt. Lovely.
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Thanks a lot, Ashween!:)
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