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DIASPORA POEM: AWAY FROM HOME

POETRY AND ART COLLABORATION


Many years gone Times forgotten Times unknown Tears shed Mind bleeds Left my sweet home I am away from home Waiting in vain Carry this throbbing pain I can still smell the scented aroma of my land I can still feel the warmth of sunshine I remember the old Banyan tree That jackfruit garden My blue diary My mother's sewing machine Father's rocking chair I left my grandma's grave My grandfather's clock My four strings love My emotional bondage My lonely heart cries Magnetic attraction Forced me towards destination Floating emotions Caged, broken Under the same blue sky No identity Not native Just meant to be alive Thirst of return home I lost I surrender I lost my name It's me rohinga It's me refugee It's me diaspora Away from home I want to know When can I go Go back to my sweet home. © Sabrina Rubin









Artwork above by Carl Scharwath








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