• Shubhshree mathur

Homesick

Updated: Jun 20, 2021

I don’t agree

When people say

“You are not a tree

You can go wherever”


Why I can’t I be tree

And stay where I was born

My Home…


Where the flooring

is of good old chips


Where the milkman

Comes before the sun


Where tea is served

Under a tea-cozy


Where the maid washes

The utensils so loudly


Where my grandpa opens

The newspaper with a crunch


And where I just have to walk

Till the dining table

To meet my family


I am sure I am joke

To the mango tree at my home


To him I am a plant

Without roots, looking for growth




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