Dhaka

A good life is always at ‘Home’
The life I had growing up.
Not that everything was pitch perfect but it was Home.
The comfy place of all.
Nothing was extravagant;
everyday faces, some good friends and a place you belonged.
A chaotic city that people mostly complain about,
Still reminds you of the best days you had.
‘Home’ might not be the exact one you wanted but eventually you’ll miss it.

Dec 31st, 2020

© AlvnaKarim

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s