FALLACY

Will the longingness ever end?

Knew every alley, every friend

New games and fights scraped knee gold

A whole lot of stories to be told

I pretend to know it all

The way the first monsoon would fall

The smell of the first few raindrops hitting the soil aloof

My memory is a solid proof

At school, I learnt about the world’s tone

After school, went back to my own

Together with loved ones to heal

Changing cities felt like no big deal

Then, a day arrived with an uncanny light

Seemed like an unfamiliar sight

The train’s whistle intersected the dawn

Signalling to move ahead on my own

Trolley bags packed with clothes neatly tied

A few lovely photos tucked in side by side

A future wild and free ahead

Some words are unsaid

I think about home’s Thulasi plant growing in the terrace

Its colour, scent, strength and quiet grace

Bittersweet everytime, the leaving aches

The long goodbyes that memory makes

Lecture halls filled with unique names

Found some new friends who are like burning flames

I learn to count my courage slow

But can’t let unfinished memories go

Sometimes I feel homesick out of the blue

And then realize how lucky I am to reminisce every hue!

When weekends take me back in time

I blend words into a novel rhyme

Big dreams or Thulasi?

Oh! this debate might be a fallacy

Carry home in seams and all

And also look forward to the future’s call

The path ahead wears sharper light

Face it and it will turn clear and bright

Go explore the world like the birds in flight

And, keep chasing your dreams even at that height.