Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
I lost my home again They wrote to me, asking where I’ve been But I had no clue Address as strange as my name Putting numbers together, everything sounds the same Home, I’ll come back again But you change places Home, tell me where your place is Advertisements
Wars forced us to leave many houses behind So home was a suit case, then a hotel, then peace of mind I wander to meet trees that don’t know my name I try to start a conversation, but people think I’m insane My roots were dislocated and sometimes I feel suffocated Then I remember, Home…