My Home
Don't come looking for meYou d find me burrowed
At home
And buried in silence
Happy and calm
Just busy with humdrum
Humming to myself
Rising with day
Singing your songs
Dancing to them
And silent again
Yes silence is my home
You had find me there.
Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2016-01-22 at 18:54
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