My home town Chitral, a land of beauty and grace
Where the mountains tower tall and the rivers flow with pace
In the summertime, I’d roam and play
Without a care in the world, my childhood days
I’d climb the hills and swim in the streams
Gather wildflowers and chase after dreams
The sun would shine and the breeze would blow
My heart was free and my spirit aglow
But now, as I sit far away
I long to go back to those carefree days
The memories linger and the pain is real
For I cannot return, my heart does feel
The compulsions of life have led me astray
From the land that I love and will always hold dear
Though I am far, my heart remains there
In Chitral, my childhood home, forever dear.
— Poem generated by AI
One thought on “Remembering Chitral in a distant land”
great! separation and homesickness ignites one’s creative side.