he came home... to locked doors..
he came home.. oh he did.
where once grew flowers of laughter and smiles..
now stands barren deserts ravaged by time..
he came home .. to locked doors...
no smiles to welcome him home..
tears streaked down his face...
no1 to wipe them away...
he came home.. nobody was there..
knocked all night..nobody cared..
even the stars seemed to say..its true dear..
home is now... anywhere but here.
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Nice poem, just how I feel sometimes
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