“Buses I Miss” – Nayana Nair

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Going back home is always difficult.
Everything stands in my way-
the weather, the traffic,
the buses I miss by seconds,
the roads under repair,
the detours I must take,
phone calls and thoughts
that come at inopportune time,
my heart, and you.
For as long as you are not where I am going,
as long as you are not home,
I will only have places to sleep or suffer.
Or a place to write about you.
So if my steps halt and my heart slows
when we part for the day,
keep me with you for a second more
for I have nowhere to go.

13 Comments

  1. zahthinks says:

    I loved it!!!!

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you liked it πŸ™‚
      Thank you πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  2. Waaoow.. loved the image.. loved your words, specially how beautifully you ended it.. πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ˜πŸ’•

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks you dear πŸ™‚ Means a lot πŸ™‚
      Really glad you liked it.

      1. My pleasure it was..!! πŸ˜πŸ˜‡

  3. Great piece.
    So much rings true, so well worded.

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      So glad that you liked it πŸ™‚
      Thank you πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

  4. Singledust says:

    loved your last 2 lines

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Glad you liked it dear ☺️
      Thank you πŸ˜€

  5. your poems can bring tears to a achaa khaasa insaan ..strong emotionally influential poems πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      I am glad my poems can move a person πŸ™‚ That’s exactly what I aim to do.

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