That's home
Last night, I was looking for the unknown address of joy Someplace where I can find peace Where I will be away from the rat race And, Just before the lights went out I found a piece of paper Dull and torn Old yellow pages A few syllables occupied the small space But now was it worth to wait for the lights ? Will this piece decode the address of joy? Thinking that loud in head I pressed each switch on the board Was just expecting it to bring back the luck that's no more Tired of my search operation I decided to close off this session Alone in the room filled with dark I hit the hay building castles in the air But this didn't help the one who was desolate A bell rang out loud and clear Not excited anymore Neither in the mood to get up, still I opened the door Gusts of laughter passed All of a sudden, the wet weekend turned into seventh heaven Many Footsteps followed in the darkness Bags landed on ground, people started chit-chatting loud Everyone lay flat on couch The room was n...