5 years of being around the place called

Home

Yet truly found it now,

Discovering the rooms unseen in hustle

Each corner was there always!

Still I got here only now

Beyond concreted walls

I find peace, comfort

Every mess had a story to tell me

It wasn't the crowded chair anymore,

But a wooden cloth holder

This place turns me to flow down water

While it's all fire in mind

Sad didn't find you soon

But not regretting the lost time

You unfold all you have got to give me in little time we have

Maybe it's all about the person who made this place

Inspires me in and out, from clouds

Missing you emotion doesn't fill the void thinking about us tomorrow

I will return to you, is all i wish