Address

Unknowingly I walk around
Finding a place where
I can address myself as me.


I keep moving from lanes to lanes
Houses to houses
Staring at the door
And the Big walls.
The concrete structures don't suffice me.

The breathe gets hold
Choking me.
However fine and spacious it be.
The windows let the breeze
Gushing in,
Letting the curtains dance.
Everything seems placed well and stationed
Right
Just like they address Home.

I'm the wanderer still not finding
the house to make me
Feel safe sound and at peace,
Like the summer's bloom.
The address that's written in my fate
Was never my home!

Sheeza Farooq💓