the spirit of home

the ellipsis line on goingÂ
I was staring into a Deep sleep
every time I closed my eyes
the memory of home was fadingÂ
the bouncing bullets acts as shooting starsÂ
the clods of my body breaking
the safe place was thousands of meters in the skyÂ
the memory of home keeps fading
breaks in friendships : ends of livesÂ
my heart broke but was in spirit
finally the safe placeÂ
the memory of home had gone
it was like a riotÂ
pushing and shoving to get passed this gateÂ
I waited till the end and went straight throughÂ
the memory of home became a clear vision.

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