A Small Home
A Small Home
From life long toil,
collecting brick, mortar, soil,
I made a small strong home,
with windows, doors and dome,
faced every condition without any harm,
stood unmoved in wind,rain,cold and warm,
but within moments it broke apart,
when love from it depart.
This Eight Liner is linked to Magpie Tales Mag #285.
It's so touching and tears the heart when I think about the innocent souls in Syria.
ReplyDeleteThis is so emotional.Loved reading it,
ReplyDeleteOh... Love is more important than mortar..
ReplyDeleteVery nice. I like the rhyme in it. :-)
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful. And heart-wrenching. What do you suppose made love depart?
ReplyDeleteLovely....
ReplyDeleteyou have such a beautiful point here..love is what makes a house a home. :)
ReplyDeleteNicely written, beautiful and sad. ;-)
ReplyDeleteIf you havent got love...you havent got anything
ReplyDeleteI like the rhyme :)
ReplyDeleteEmotional writing.. sad yet beautiful, Shayar!
ReplyDeleteOh my god !!! This is so nice !!!! Loved it !!! :)
ReplyDeletebeautiful take on the prompt
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