Homesickness

[mazHur]

Homesickness

the sun still rises from the East,
the moon still passes through phases,
waves still dance like mad crocodiles
mouth-opened to gulp their prey;
the blue sheet of sky still wraps the earth
day and night day and night;
all things are stable yet vary
unlike the personality variations
which keep my soul devouring
night and day.
Gone are those days when
my bones and flesh were growing
missing home was a nightmare
home and people there
only mattered like a nook in the paradise
the people a mini-clan of Adam and Eve;
then things changed...
falling in love with a lassie
made me forget my old home
her company mattered the most
with her I felt the home that was.
How come now all ruminative thoughts
of home have escaped my will?
People of the house and all around
to my olden eyes
no more seem the same angels
the place nothing like paradise
nothing is hostile yet I feel
like running away from this place,
my home, and the company
of the people around
they are not mine, not mine
home sickness that once obsessed me
is replaced by a killing desire
to run away from home
freed from all bonds.

[qimissung]

"waves still dance like wild crocodiles" is my favorite line. But this is so sad, mazHur; I hope it's not autobiographical...