Looks I have reached!
By all means reached.
All the versed say so!
But…have I arrived ?
Yes, the house is there
As it had been there.
Secure with steel doors
Stone walls everywhere!
There used to be a time
Walls were all in rhyme!
They could hear and see
Beyond ken, in fall time!
Now I see only them walls
Cold, blank, staring walls
All made of granite stone
Impervious to human calls.
There is the house to roam
To banter, canter and foam
What else one needs, right?
I ask, where is my home?
Questionably yours
Ajit Sambodhi
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