HOME AFAR

Away, But in awe of my Divine abode

Yearning to yell, But a sweet howl

Lo! Loaded with love will I reech~~

To found my fond sight,

Wait with fountain of love

Delighting tidings I will bring from afar-

Of groovy toil I do.

As slog & Duh! They may inveigh us

Consecration afar will wad our abode with love:

Take heart, save some shalom

For under the same sun we breathe

I Repose as I memoir-love Mum, Dad, Dear(s).

                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

L. TIRANG R


(dedicated to all my friends working far away from home)