" Darkness my beloved home, I return!
I return, not whole, but damaged.

Fatigued by quixotic tendencies,
The prodigal has come back famished.

An outer world, so hostile and strange
Filled immensely with ignorant natives

The land where all good is forgotten
Where hatred itself is life’s matrix.

Though I’ve brought an odd mystery,
An enigma that requires my genius

A phenomenon, in foreign land;
A veiled embodiment of Venus.

Since, I’ve craved for my sanctuary,
I have returned to you, oh darkness!

Now I will restore my lost vigor to
Unravel demeanors of this goddess.

But.....

Why am I estranged to this darkness?
Maybe I’ve been away for too long,

But shouldn’t home always feel home?
Why am I in dire need to belong?

As if this soul is deprived of life
As if this body is in swift decay

As if this mind screams for peace
As if this heart calls to be lured ‘way

Unwise, to have brought the goddess,
When she is of a different realm

Unfortunate, to have fallen in love,
As she leaves to retain her helm

Perhaps, this home lies deep within
For everything is, but mere illusion

Hence, I’ll reside her in my heart;
To feel her, even in seclusion. "

― Zubair Ahsan