A place of my own
A place of my own,
No one to seize
A home of my dreams
My heaven, my epitome
My holy place
My dream home
A bundle of my smiles, tears, laughs and joy
No need to pay rent
For what belongs to me
A feeble migrant, a bleak tenant
When to be a possessor
No one to let me out
No one to shout out loud
No one to threat
Nothing to hurt
A piece of my soul
A home of my whole
My dream land, my light
No love, no affection
No money, no rejection
Peace, peace and peace
My one last need and greed
Nothing but peace
With my poems to succeed
Where I can live with me
The one who was once a refugee.