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CHASING HOME!

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CHASING HOME!

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She wakes me every night,
Singing the lullaby of dreams,
Every night she worships at my altar,
Like humans floating beneath the sky.

She’s the cloud in the sky,
Watching every move I make,
Taunting and haunting my path,
Whenever the sea of distraction carries my feeble soul,
She storms; drenching me and leaving me at the mercy of the shore.

She knows it all,
She craves it all for me,
Sometimes, I am the poison ivy in my garden,
She never fails
Like a father’s love,
She’s prepared to drag me
Through the coldest departments of hell,
In hope that I make it home to her heaven.

She is the dream I keep chasing,
She keeps me up at night,
Reminding me of the home she has built,
I follow her path,
As I thread on lonely waters,
Only to make it home at last.

 

 

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WRITTEN BY: MARIAM ALAYANDE 

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Mariam Alayande

Mariam Alayande is a writer and poet. She started writing at the age of 9. Some of her articles have been published in a couple of magazines and books and is increasingly gaining more recognition.

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  1. Adelayo January 20, 2020

    Beautiful poem with several meaning. Can you reply with your line of thought when you were writing this piece.

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    1. Mariam Alayande January 27, 2020

      Thank you Delayo. It was in line with dreams and the future.

      Reply

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