i'm crying for India tonight
grieving for an entire country
yearning to go back to the excitement
and yet, the comfort
that she shared with me
every sense is flooded with memories
smells of the kitchen
sounds of the bells, and cows
hugs of my mother
emotions running on high
i miss my dysfunctional family
we might have been quirky
but we were perfect for each other
i crave a time when i won't
feel so lonely at night
as i crawl into bed
surrounded by an empty room
here things are too routine
i get lost when i want to
and hidden when i don't
there is no new world to go explore
take in with a rush of enthusiasm
so instead i cry tonight
for the India that loved me so well
whose graciousness i will never forget
and whose vision will forever be
implanted upon my memory
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