The city of lights not long ago;
Its atmosphere won’t cease to glow.
We smiled in joy – soothed in woe
Refreshing winds around us blow.
Each morn promised a new delight;
We wandered through the shades of night.
Oh, blissful tears do blind my sight.
We sit around and reminisce;
I think of who and what I miss.
Recall the times we spent on beach;
Its like a dream so out of reach.
The rising moon though hid the stars;
Wish the clock repeat those hours.
Forget not yet – forget not this
I think of who and what I miss.
Photo Credits: mycampustalk.com
Form: Rondeau
Posted for Poetics @ dVerse Poets Pub
Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
62 Responses
Very lovely!
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I think you are right.. there is no place like home. I sometimes miss my own home-town.. and that is not too far away… yet there are things about a city or a town…
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There seems to be no place like the one we grew up in. I spent some time in Karachi and helped at the Karachi grammar school. I did write a sonnet about my friends Karachi garden but don’t know where it is! Thanks for the beautiful poem and link to my memory of time well spent there.
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PS: Karachi Garden is one of the neighborhoods of Saddar Town in Karachi 🙂
I agree, there is no place like home! Nothing like the place where one was born, where one has roots!
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Beautiful poem….and home is a piece of us that we always miss.
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This form works so well for this sad, sad loss. Not only Paris, but with each act of terrorism, the world is no longer the same.
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Where we grew up, our motherland, is part of us ~ I too miss my native country ~ A lovely share Sanaa ~
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Very evocative and touching, Sanaa! I like the repetition of the last line in each stanza.
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Beautifully expressed – no place like home.
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Home is where the heart is! There are no two ways about it!
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I love your beautiful rondeau, Sanaa…such a bittersweet feeling in this and love your last stanza.
Gayle ~
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Home, sweet home – even if others wonder what it is about it that we love so, even if they don’t appreciate its beauty, there is something about childhood memories and the need to belong.
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Life can be odd for some of us. I grew up in Seattle, but moved around like a gypsy, so home was a whole city. Then I spent a decade in California, missing “home”; but when I returned to Washington state, nothing but ghosts & high real estate prices greeted me. My marriage, & raising three daughters, & now welcoming 7 grandchildren, has created my first “home”.
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Lovely! Those sound like some great memories to hold onto. The picture was a great touch, going beautifully with your words.
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This was beautiful and wistful. There’s a sadness in the missing, but peace in the memory of having experienced a time and place worth missing. Peace, Linda
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Excellent feeling of longing using the Rondeau, Sunny one. Its hard to be away from the one we love or the place isnt it?
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PS: Yes it certainly is 🙂
Ah yes, it’s those special details that make our memories of home.
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Beautiful and poignant memories. One of your best and it reads so well Sanaa.
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The nostalgia for our childhood years is indeed powerful…nicely done.
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great sense of longing in those lovely words.
and you really know how to get a beautiful picture to go with your poem. 🙂
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Sometimes it can be a good thing to look back and acknowledge the things we miss – perhaps it is essential in the ability to move forward…as wise and bright as ever Sanaa.
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aw…home sweet home, always, ever….a beautiful Rondeau Sanaa…
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I love it even more this time, Sanaa……..the “missing” is so wistful and palpable……the memories so poignant. I, too, “wish the clock repeat those hours”.
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It may not be the place where we are born or grew up, but we all have that place we call home. Such a special place and so sorely missed when not there.
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A lovely lament…a song of melancholy of blissful memories and longing of what is gone…beautiful!
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I so agree, home has a certain smell and feel–as soon as I get close to it, there is a buzz none other–loved this piece.
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There is no place like home….like Dorothy clicking her heels 3 times..”There’s no place like home” that place being where the heart resides.
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Well constructed and full of emotion.
Thanks for visiting.
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A beautifully sketched rendering. With your vivid reminiscences – you transport your reader to Karachi. I’m sure that your fond memories of that place, must give you comfort.
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Tight piece. I enjoyed it from start to finish.
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Nice memory!
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