Fragile Homes
Wrote this sometime back. It was in here saved as a draft. Am posting it now to actually update the blog. Reading it again, the poem does sound dreary but come to think of it, it is more to do with changes that we somehow come to accept and how life just goes on......... How fragile are our homes They can crack from the inside They can break from the outside. We raise our loved ones here We welcome our guests into it We hope our secrets stay within it But always, there is a one fine day When the first cracks appear. They make us sad, they make us fight We don’t recognize ourselves And then the breakdown arrives. The unrecognizable is the new way of life And we carry on like before inside our fragile homes.........