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Dear Gurgaon

I feel home
even if the night's spent
in some lawn
when here, i feel home.
seeing from a distance
the known house's tomb
i know I'm home.
anything searched
i get for sure
for me you are my chrome
and i feel I'm home.
if groan!!
i know the shiverings
would be heard
yes, reason you too are my home.
sufferings from relation's syndrome
i know the hand would be held
making an escape
to the safe place
the walls which we call home.
your rains
I love to get drenched in
your sun rise
I feel the rays and blessed with.
the streets are known
i could sleep on road
and fearing no prey
for reason in you i feel my second home.
my another abode
I felt sailing on the boat.
the happiness cause
being accepted with the flaws
the zero judging
the lines those never got drawn.
A relation that would last long
A home that I know
Would happily accept as its own
Even on the verge
A visit for sure
Dear Second Home
I heartily Thankyou for all.


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