NJC (18/2/71 / Jaipur, india)

Final Home Final Hearth

Not book smart
Or street smart
I have no clue
Of worldly craft
And that is what
Just sets me apart
As I sail
My solitary raft

Please don't
Preach me
You can't
Reach me.
Turned my back
To the world.
I have locked
All doors
Not in your world
Any more

From you all
I've walked
In your eyes
I've gone astray
In my head
Many songs
Do play
to those notes
I am roused

Nothing matters
Nothing hurts
I am born
Of the dirt
I'll be gone
Back to earth
Final home
final hearth

by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

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