The warmth wraps around me,
My eyes closed at the sight of my leave,
I wish to go back to where I was intended to be.
Smiling faces and open arms,
Wait for me right where I belong,
I can't wait to return to that home.
A nice cup of memories with laughter accompanied,
The walls painted with the brightest colours,
I could see the future in the present when, I am home.
The happiness folding around me,
Everyone with their brightest memories,
Telling stories near the fireplace.
Everyone is grateful for the moment,
It shows on like a wrinkle of destiny,
I am fortunate to be going back to that home.
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Our Violet Walls
PoetryBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
