| By : Sumeet Mahanti ( Posted on :12 Dec, 2005 ) | Total Views : 255 | Previous | Next |
As I set back home
for my motherland-
that nurtured my childhood,
memories flooding into my mind
of the happy home where I once stood
Long seen home-land still afresh
with the fragrance of dust and mud,
the sight of cattle salvaging the greenery
the wailing of babies – tender as a flower bud
Coming home to the beckon of love
-the mystic abode bedecked with ornate glory,
of the roses and lilies in full bloom-
strewn on the path-leading to my home
Alas- expectant eyes that long awaited
Envisioning the homecoming of a son,
I realise – are but part of a far-blurred vision
straining for a glimpse from above- far away from humandom
Written By : Sumeet Mahanti
