Russia

It's 2021 and I am still somewhere 

between 2013 and 2019

Ohh those beautiful days

being carefree no haste

Ohh Russia I love you so much

if you were a person 

would definitely go on a date

I am here back home

the place I love to be 

but quite very often

I go to the place I want to be

The winters at home are such a joke

its just hot or it just rains

I miss the midnight stroll with my mains

the crunching sound of the snow

the wind gushing in my ears

as if its thanking me to be there

to be there where it seldom rains

where you could freeze to death 

if not for airtight window panes

a land full of compassion and warmth

full of culture, folklore and history

which for me an alien,was a mystery

Oh, then again I get reminded of reality

But my mind refuses to come out of fantasy

I still see my friends post pictures of it

I identify the streets , the bus stops and each brick

I smell the air and feel the breeze

by sitting 7000km away and adrift

I feel the snow falling on my hair

a blanket of white spread across everywhere

At home when warm water on myself I pour

it teleports me to the place I always want to go

A place where I never felt out of place 

Ohh I miss those golden days!

It gave me love more than I could ask for

it gave me friends I could cherish my whole life for

You've always heard people saying 

From Russia with Love 

It is a place, where my life took a curve 

so with all affection in my heart for her

A land of Anton Ivan Daria and Anastasia  

I say to you,Do vrstrechi! Russia