Missing My Mom

Far from Home

 

My heart aches

Like a broken Moon

Shedding tears of glow

From an arched knee

Stuck into the west horizon.

 

My soul burns

Like the melting time

In the furnace

Fueled by the flaming Sun.

Caged in the celestial hollow;

The straws of memories

Keep drowning me

In the ice blue rhymes

Of the rhythmic flow.

 

And I miss my home

My sweet little home

Hundreds of miles away

Under the same crescent Moon.

And I just wanna tell you mom

I miss you with every little steps

You walked me along

With the first kisses of the Sun. 

 

In the searing anguish

And silent scream,

With all the words

Flooding into my stream

I just wanna tell you mom

‘I love you, I miss you…

Far from my home

Like a homeless man

Sharing the helpless sighs

From my freezing apartment

With the dwindling crescent Moon.

© Atique R.