by Atul Chandra Sarkar
Go back home,
Someone is waiting,
Don’t let the evening pass;
Someone is waiting.
You have spent
The whole day here;
Someone is at the door;
Go back dear.
Imagine those eyes,
Those about to cry;
Just go back home;
Wipe them joyful dry.
That restless waiting,
Is love’s best expression;
Go back home;
Don’t give depression.
The night may have stars,
The day the brightest sun;
But none can light-up
Your home, with fun.
The world’s best kerchief,
The shoulder, most strong,
Beautifully woven together stanzas:
Home is the sweetest song.
Go back home, go
Before it’s very late;
Spend time together,
‘Coz Time shall ne’er wait.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Double Post Graduate in Philosophy and Sociology and LLB degree-holder, a Gold Medalist from Canning College, University of Lucknow, U.P. India. Presently engaged as Advisor (Industrial Relations) and Public Information Officer (Corporate) at Uttar Pradesh Rajya Vidyut Utpadan Nigam Ltd., Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India and is a Guest Faculty at Electricity Training Institute, Sarojini Nagar, Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh on the Right to Information Act, 2005. An Advocate registered with the Bar Council. Articles, poems and short stories have been published in popular National dailies like Pioneer, Northern India Patrika, Times of India, Campus Verse, Shaktivani, etc. A Blogger at Times of India's speakingtree and having a flair for oil painting. A democratic, liberal and humanist to the core.
Last updated November 15, 2014