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💓