Cities are emotional landscapes
Especially Home
There is no home
Sans the nostalgia
Emotions of adolescence
Odors, scents, fragrances
Of the Shwarma shop
The Friday buzz in Ruwi
Hamriya is just maniacal
Now, food courts In Bawshar
Are filled with patrons
The exchanges bulge in the first week
All these rhythms are emotions
Which make home, home.
