Whispers Of My Home
Panting room to room,
I searched for a prized possession
Faintly I hear…
O My lady, sit for a while
To find that wandering smile
Dusting corner to corner
Turning things squeaky clean
Caught a murmur..
O My Lady, rest a little
And let out a breathing ripple
Anxious about the arrival of guests
I looked around for perfection
Gingerly I hear a whisper…
O My Lady, daresay you to laugh out loud
Throwing away that worrisome cloud
Quietly penned down in my journal
A list of small wins this week
Heard a soft cheer…
O My lady, I love your happy dance
Like you won a game of chance
Overwhelmed I tick off the lists
Like running the unknown race
A mumble I almost miss..
O My Lady, blow away the rush
With the small strokes of brush
Staring far beyond oblivion
Overthinking drowns me deep
Tender voice I listen…
O My Lady, Untangle your thoughts
Letting go of the dangers you fought
© Inking Expressions
22nd September 2026
“If My Home Could Talk” was one of the prompt for Blogchatter Half Marathon. It reminded me of the tagline of a famous home paints company, “Har ghar kuch kehta hai“.
What do you think, your home wants to say to you?
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Nibha, I just loved the poetry of your house! Each line is a request for you to take it easy and slow down. The love and care of both you and your house for each other is a delight to read and witness. Bravo!
What a beautiful, meaningful and RHYTHMIC poem it is dear friend. It is penned by you but talks about every woman who juggles between home and work to ensure everything remains perfect …. not for her only but for the entire family. A little appreciation keeps the wheel going with satisfaction and happiness…. Some get and some dont. At least your home whispers your achievements…. Let me see what my home whispers for me 🙂 Much love