Poem to return home

The mind is running on the way home

Home intoxication too,

I will go home before evening

The sun sets too.

At the end of the day comes the evening

Birds looking for nests,

There is a lot of noise on the road

Crowds of people returning home for rests.

All the relatives of the house

Waiting at home,

Whatever the animal or human

They are waiting for the loved one!

Hoping to return home

Someone comes home,

Someone might get lost

And not back home.

This is a game of emotions in the world

The passion for the house is great,

Tell me if there is anyone like that

Who can break the emotions for home!

I wrote the poem in my own language but later when I went to translate it the rhythm fell a bit, for which I am sorry