Home Is Where Your Heart Is

Dear valley,

Something in the air tells me that coming days are going to bring a change; for I have build my emotions and world with much care and love and the clouds hovering over the head encompassing this strange feeling of me not belonging to somewhere; I knitted with my own hand.

My beautiful world had a perfect picture and glimpse of smiles and laughter, somber and deprivation.
This town and my league seem to be garbled now.

It took a while to think we belong to our own region and head towards our own destination and therefore I have decided to flee where circumstances and my luck take me to be.

Behind me seems a vacant space, ahead is the gruesome valley and where as I ready to take another jump. I still remember my first flight when my family helped me to bring on the verge and I thought it to be my culmination point but when first time I moved my feather to see if world around me existed; I got to know this is just the beginning of where I ended my last ride.

I had to fly to earn my name, to earn my bread and butter and this troposphere seems to lack required oxygen now and therefore for the perfect living I have to move the other way.

Dear valley, my love and affection cannot be and would never be affected with this motley. I have this sense to save all I have experienced and I can still have an aroma of knowing where my home is.

I will come back to cherish the space; this life brought to me but with an assurance to have my eyes opened here; once I feel suffocated again.

With much love,

An engrossed inhabitant.

--Your Tears and My Space--

God has given you a heart of gold and sheer sense of sprouting the inner love,sock down the despondence and hatred therefore I owe you a little of my life too.

Listen, did you hear the inner voice that says nothing is permanent not even the dark bruise that is nipped down somewhere I can’t reach and see within your heart.

 I can’t see the inner you but ever since then I saw you first toggling down to your step I am fully absolved somewhere in the world that doesn’t belong to me.

Emotions come straight from heart and I almost detest the moisture, it then turns everything so gruff; the atmosphere and therefore everything stings to the most.

And that time when I had to face the arduous truth, I understood that I can hold everything life genuinely tried to throw at me, made me stumbled but not the tears that fell down from your face. Your image was in vague and I know your whole world was meshed up too. But the lining of this flowing sea had to be drawn; for how I would like to take the pride that I ever stood by you. So I tried to move my hand and take away the water tickling down but it felt like I had to run away from everything that sees you. Run away from all the eyes or make them go beyond the vision that your sense might have understood.

I therefore acclaim that a man loses many times in life but sometimes it’s beyond the space provided.So you don’t go up a little on your paws nor does ground opens up to accumulate you that easily.