Days fly through imagining their faces And my imagination blooms into gardens, waiting for their conversations Their house reminds me of distant memories A relation I knew existed but never felt until that night Hearing profound stories and wondering if they were real Making up scenarios just to know if they still remember us Flying across the world imagining I would make them proud Winning prizes imagining they would congratulate That night proved it all, Maybe the stories were true, Maybe my mom was correct on their attitude and understanding But really what I saw that moment Was the love I was looking for Soaring across every corner in my heart were the waves of satisfaction Finding my tribe in this chaos created by time proved that hope still exists in the deepest of sorrows The mistakes that remained unforgiven Remained buried deep After all I'm still small enough to find happiness in humans ! - Bharathi Senthilkumar This poem is on quite a...