Novel House

The passion of nomadic

Is all that was within me?

The flight accompanied

By my soul of void

Travelled miles and miles

Searched for stirring my essence

Came across mighty people

Strike in their lexis

Which diverge in their gist

Can I be the one?

The one who got the pick

One who can ramble

Nope they say the mightier

But a number of feelings in me

Pulled me back to a domicile

The feelings of love and belonging

“Am son to my parents,

Brother to my sibling”

There love striving warmth

Bakes me to love them

Hence my forte is to be home

Abode which is now a new home