Its never done on me the importance of home
I never felt the more I wants to be home
I took everything for granted
Not until I departed from my place of abode
Oh! My home how I missed you
The love I felt is yet to be replaced in this foreign land
I am yet to understand how everything works here
Eagerly waiting for the void to be filled
My home my home, how I missed you
Have seen sun rise and set from all sides of the country
I have seen old and young run in the moon light
I never felt the joy not until I depart from home
My home is far upon a plateau
No place like my home
First published here
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