Miles away from home,
A gust of wind and rustling leaves,
And ambition driven mind,
New goals to achieve,
New friends to find.
Compete with mighty brains,
Demon of homesickness to fight,
In pitch black darkness,
Paving a way towards light!
Peer pressure at its max,
The quest to find inner spark,
The dire desire to prove myself,
the persistent efforts to leave a mark!
The feeling of walking on a rope,
A wrong step and inevitable downfall,
The lonely moments to introspect,
Efforts to keep smiling among all.
A gust of wind and rustling leaves,
Coupled with a silent walk in the rain,
Transport me to a serene world,
Relieving me of the agonizing pain.
That light drizzle,
The fresh scent of loam,
I simply close my eyes,
It just feels like home!
