Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Going Home- A Fibonacci Sonnet

Finally.
Home.
I'm going.
My heart sings.
Thinking about my home's warmth.
The familiar couch where I lie reading books.
Watching the silhouette of the Hajjar Mountains in the distance, always so picturesque.
Trying to stay awake as the Thousand Names of the Goddess are chanted every Friday; sleeping under the pretext of meditation.
Drinking in the wonderful fragrance of incense sticks, the alter adorned with flowers.
Reliving long forgotten episodes of a cherished past.
Postcards, letters, knick-knacks and souvenirs.
Cannot stop smiling.
I'm returning.
Finally.
Home.

Wohoo, it feels good to even say 'I'm going back home!' :D

5 comments:

  1. Bloodddyyy hell...!!! That's one heck of a post and you wrote it so unbelievably short time...!!!
    Wow madam.. you are good..!! Damn.. Before even i could enjoy my little happiness of posting a sonnet you post another brilliant one..!!! *headdesk* :)
    nevertheless its nicely written and yup.. I know how you are feeling now...!! Its always a great feeling being back home..!

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  2. Excellent! You've got stuff, girl... Love your intensity of thoughts and clarity of expression...
    Go home, relax, enjoy... and write more...

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  3. I wanna go home too. :( I want mummy. And my bed. ANd my tv. And Amma's fish urry-rice. :(

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  4. Omg KSS... A going home post as a fibonacci...lord that was super super amazing... I absolutely loved it.. Ur so creative.. woot woot :D

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  5. @Supernick, yep it does feel so good to be back home!! :)
    @Viji ma'am, thank you so much! I shall indeed have a blast :)
    @Spiff, I know how it feels- hope you get to return home soon!!
    @CS, thanks a ton! Am indeed glad you liked it :D

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Going Home- A Fibonacci Sonnet

Finally.
Home.
I'm going.
My heart sings.
Thinking about my home's warmth.
The familiar couch where I lie reading books.
Watching the silhouette of the Hajjar Mountains in the distance, always so picturesque.
Trying to stay awake as the Thousand Names of the Goddess are chanted every Friday; sleeping under the pretext of meditation.
Drinking in the wonderful fragrance of incense sticks, the alter adorned with flowers.
Reliving long forgotten episodes of a cherished past.
Postcards, letters, knick-knacks and souvenirs.
Cannot stop smiling.
I'm returning.
Finally.
Home.

Wohoo, it feels good to even say 'I'm going back home!' :D

5 comments:

  1. Bloodddyyy hell...!!! That's one heck of a post and you wrote it so unbelievably short time...!!!
    Wow madam.. you are good..!! Damn.. Before even i could enjoy my little happiness of posting a sonnet you post another brilliant one..!!! *headdesk* :)
    nevertheless its nicely written and yup.. I know how you are feeling now...!! Its always a great feeling being back home..!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Excellent! You've got stuff, girl... Love your intensity of thoughts and clarity of expression...
    Go home, relax, enjoy... and write more...

    ReplyDelete
  3. I wanna go home too. :( I want mummy. And my bed. ANd my tv. And Amma's fish urry-rice. :(

    ReplyDelete
  4. Omg KSS... A going home post as a fibonacci...lord that was super super amazing... I absolutely loved it.. Ur so creative.. woot woot :D

    ReplyDelete
  5. @Supernick, yep it does feel so good to be back home!! :)
    @Viji ma'am, thank you so much! I shall indeed have a blast :)
    @Spiff, I know how it feels- hope you get to return home soon!!
    @CS, thanks a ton! Am indeed glad you liked it :D

    ReplyDelete