Estranged Hearth

Title: Estranged Hearth

In walls that echo silent tales,

A home, my own, where silence prevails.

Rooms whisper secrets, long untold,

A stranger's presence, a story unfolds.

Familiar corners wear a foreign face,

Embraced by solitude, in this dwelling space.

Within these walls, I yearn to belong,

Yet solitude's anthem is an unwritten song.

Windows frames the outside world's glee,

Yet here within, a lone symphony.

Footsteps echo in a hollow refrain,

As if my presence, was a transient strain.

Estranged hearth, where memories flicker dim,

I wonder if I truly fit in.

Within my refuge, a silent plea,

To find my place, to feel truly free

Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj

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