Somewhere I belong

Shoaib Hasan
1 min readMar 13, 2020

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The Han Wain by John Constable.

It was started in a small town

I born there.

I grow up in a area

where everyone used to be close with each other.

We used to wake up early in the morning

With old people, same blessings and greetings.

Everything was familiar then except money.

A school with big group of friends

And playing in the school ground

was favourite part of my teenage.

Every roads of the town was known to me

So, I ain’t afraid of being lost.

But darkness was fear.

In the rainy day

I used to play football all day long.

And after getting cold fever

I used to lean my head into my mother’s lap.

There was a coconut tree standing strong beside my home.

One day my cousins and I stole few coconuts

And its give me the life’s best lesson.

Now when I pay a visit in my home

I could not see the coconut tree

Because it has been cut off by its owner.

So much emptiness outside and inside my house

That I can not fill.

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