10.9.17

Excursion To Poetry #3 - Sep. 2017

Not here
nor there
a ghost wherever I go
not really here
nor there
nor anywhere.
What is home?
What exactly does home mean?
Home is where your heart is, they say,
but what if your heart is all over the place?
Little pieces left in every corner of the world
no matter where I go, there‘s always pieces missing,
not here, nor there, nor anywhere,
is fully home to me.

And with every place I go,
I leave bigger pieces behind,
hoping to find home in places
where I left the biggest one
and all the pieces,
all the places,
all the people,
combined in one,
make the biggest home just right inside my mind.

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