For long she hasn't found an empty home. <br /> <br />Not that she loves empty home <br />But craves for her some loneliness <br />A little time and space all to herself <br />Where she wouldn't have to wear a face <br />But bite her mind any what way she likes <br />Nibbling at memories chewing on dreams <br />That with no eyes around her <br />She would take out like a stolen artifact <br />Cherishing their display like forbidden <br />Crying laughing and then putting them back <br />To where they belong. <br /> <br />Not that she loves empty home. <br /> <br />But sometimes she needs <br />To have one her own.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-home-2/
