Annasthecia Joy Bissan

AWAY FROM HOME

 

Different homes, 
Yet same location, 
Different intelligence, 
Yet same aspiration, 
A strange land ready to impact, 
Stomach as flat as pancakes, 
Good-bye to home, 
Yet wished to stay back, 
A day of freedom, a day of visit, 
Soon, not a long time, Left all by ourselves
Seeing same bitter Sweet faces, 
Left again to good bad days, 
But soon home bell calls, 
Too good to behold
In this race,
Focus is the key
Result awaits the end.