Friday, December 28, 2007

My Journey to home

my village poeple relatives

After a long time I proceed to my home
I was very excited when I got down
Everything looked different and
I have enjoyed with summer rain
When I have traveled Islamabad to Kashmir
I got cold breeze on the way without fan
After all I have reached my city Rawalakot
I saw happy face of man and women
After some time I start to walk my village
I have recognized some old rocks and stones
I felt same tranquility and peace like before
I have reached my village Dhamni Kathan
My relatives' friends gave warm welcome
Through my mother's hug everything I gain
I saw plums, apricots, apples and peaches trees
They were full of fruits up and down
The whole area looks like a paradise
Sun light on maze plants looked like gold coins
I enjoyed that moment full two months and
I have departed my home with tears and pain

Author's Comments:
"This poem i wrote becuse i am expitriate person i am working other country i farway from my place i miss all of my family when i used to go home this were my feelings"

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