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Hiraeth
from Yemberzal Edition 7
by yemberzal
WrittenbyZobiyaRashid grade10studentfromDPSSrinagar
There’s this funny sense of pain, The feeling of not belonging. There’s this sense of scepticism, To be home yet not knowing where home is.
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It’s quite amusing to think about, How one can be homesick at home. But i think I understand now. It's a slow burn, agonising and pitiful
Quite ridiculous actually, How unreasonable it seemed. But only now do I see, How strangers can act like family.
A childish hope of your parents being good to you
An immature dream of your siblings laughing along you.
A bittersweet sickness where you love everything you hate. An actuality where houses remain houses, and never homes
