Home

Home sounds like a raging mountain, Home sounds like the roar of a thousand lions. Home isn’t all just rages and roars, It’s a place of peacefulness and a place for snores Home isn’t just a house of some sort, It’s a place to stay and have your family’s culture remain. Home is a place where you can repair and share, Home is a place where you can relax and feel nothing to care Home smells like an open kitchen, Full of spices and food to eat nothing to come in your way for some ice cream Home smells like the cleanses of haven, But sometimes at night it could have the creeps of ravens. Home is a place to look for new feats, Home is a place for your wonderful dreams. At night the colds can be endless, But in the morning the dreams can be relentless.