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I Wanna Go Home

written by: Simona Prilogan



“I wanna go home”
is her name, her song, her tale,
while mind is wandering through
all her missing space.
Memories spark on evenings
and eyes of time tear minutes away.

“I wanna go home”
the angels are healing the wounds
and birds are singing between
the spaces. “Now” and “then” tightly dance
with childhood’s fire till becoming together
the last soldier of the flame.

“I wanna go home”,
the answer she whispers to walls
while watching the memories' box
looking for her lost story inside.
Abandoned in silence, she steps
Backwards in peculiar sand.

“I wanna go home”
crying minutes of hope
that dance with faith and fall
behind the nights, behind the doors.
Another sweet dream may come to swing
the sadness. Or find the way home.

Simona Prilogan

Simona Prilogan

I am a Romanian healthcare professional and an amateur writer of prose and poetry. For about 4 years, English has become my secondary language, as I moved to the UK. Yet one of the biggest challenges is writing poetry in English.
Simona Prilogan

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