Departure from one place to the other
On my recent views
I hoped for those tough days to bring me laughter
Being new in a strange place
I moved my foot
And then the other just by God’s grace
To this place I am a stranger
But this new kid worth poetry sort of art
To others false guidance he wishes not to display
It was nothing
But a start of something
To make everything
Though being new in a strange place is often hard to face
Yes face to face
Open your eyes see reality and practice living it
New walls, new door
New kid in the field
Using poetry as a shield
He was new to that strange place
But nobody knew
Nobody knew he was new
And apart from all that he had a better view
A view which sculptured his future as he grew
He grew to know right from wrong
Not by a song
But in a poetic motion not so long
Being new in a strange place
Taught that little soul how to be brave
When one seems to remain in the midst of happiness
Then poetry would drift him from being a nobody among everybody
And make him a better somebody