I don’t know where I want to be
but it is not this place certainly.
I don’t know where will I feel
that my soul is now at peace.


Maybe, my home is somewhere
away from where I am at present.
Maybe, it is not a construction.
Maybe, my home is a person.

I am my everything
yet I don’t feel at home
when I am in my company.
Maybe, I want something more.

Even my passion,
despite being so dear to me,
is not home to me.
I am searching something else for myself.

I can’t say exactly about
when will I find my home
but I am desperate in my pursuit
to find my abode.

Where Is My Abode?

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