querencia: a place where you feel at home, where you can be your most authentic self
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home,
under rusty roof with peonies
situated bastille of million battles
covered in fresh countryside smell

home is a temple to honesty
unmasked being, no lies
blunt words with care

home is where you don't pretend
unshared secrets revealed
unforced act with natural smile

home is where heart shows up
even when mind decides to roam
feel like a bear hug, evermore love

home is escape from routine
no trapped insides nor toxicity
warm summer winds, dewy drizzle

home is childishness
of being silly and free; no identity crisis with questionable stares

home made with four letters
abode of four musketeers
with strong bond like banyan

home is filled with personal experiments
rich biryani scent or burned-out cookies
still enjoying highs and lows

home is where you sob your life out
an imaginary shoulder always comes out
weak spot for strong people

where tender golden thread of love binds the soul
home without love is bitterness
love without home is ache

where time never runs out
where you feel most safe

home is never a place
it's a silent plea of every homeless being with lonely heart

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