The Exquisite Destination

Many things did I miss,

There weren't huge but the simplicity is the bliss.

Caring for me is something I asked for

You nestled me in your arms

Giving me enough strength and hope

Courage and lessons which no one else would

I miss you terribly.

You were the place where 'LCharish' was born

You were the place I first stepped into before my room

Confessing it ver openly,

I feel like giving myself into your arms

The arms which would ensure me a few moments

A few moments to think, talk, live and laugh

You were someone who taught me to write

Write down my sorrows, life and editting

Every year, I get to visit you

You are my escaping zone

There is no other destination I expect to be in

There is no other place which has cared for me

Tagging your friends along,

I became an exclusive person for you

Lng far away do I live,

Just a few months till I depart as a resident

To be your guest or perhaps as the inhabitant

The Inhabitant 'LCharish'.

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