home sweet home

A bruised, bone-tired firebird and

The journey of thousands miles

A throb caged in my chest to

Take the plunge and make a go

Against the odds that lay before

Final destination: serenity and I

Home sweet home lulls me to sleep

The post is written in response to Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto hosted by Sue Vincent, and Eugi’s Weekly Prompt –Home Sweet Home 

The post is also inspired by Eugenia’s brilliant piece as an attempt at Golden Shovel Poetry created by Terrance Hayes. The line ‘And miles to go before I sleep‘ is chosen from the poem ‘Stopping by woods’ written by Robert Frost.


Published by Smita Ray

Smita Ray is the mother of two lovely kids and hails from northeastern India. Her perpetual displeasure arising from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture as well as the conditioning for compliance urged her to put down the impressions in her mind. In her spare time, she likes to have some culinary adventures along with her kids trying new recipes or crafting. She describes herself as -- a soulmate, a life alighted on the earth catching the rhythm passing by her. A tinge of joy colours her world and lays its feet on the land where revellers are awaiting her to get into the groove.

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