#HomecomingPoetry

on these ancient lane I tread
soul anchored to the ancient raft of my hometown.
while my homecoming party active fate knead,
my homelands sun gives me a frown.

home! sweet home!!

the city welcomes me with open arms.
gates flung open in silent ecstasy.
the silence of the marketplace,
chattering of the inhabitants in routine,
oblivious to the stepping in of a prodigal foot.

home! back home!!

memories rush at my adulterated heart
(long diluted in the facade of maturity)
the burning smell of the baking
reminder of the days in...