Homesick
Feeling homesick,
not for you,
not for him,
and not even for the wind of the country.
But for my soul left behind,
for my mom's hug,
and the evenings spent with my beloved one's playing cards.
Feeling homesick,
for the soul that used to cry and hug itself,
Now it only cries,
and knows no way to happiness.
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Feel
PoetryFlowers, bread, hugs, books, gifts, thoughts, words and pictures are all things that make us feel. They can make us feel happy, sad or exicted. Everything we touch and see , give us a feeling, in it's own way. Love, Sadness, Affection, Bruises, Kin...
