THE WORDS OF MY SILENCE [poems]

NEW CITY

Wah! that height. ah, my neck hurts.
Look! that road seems like it never ends.
Wait where am I going, it's not the right way!
The drop point is important, there are so many roots anyway.

Yes, l have to memorize few new places,
What if my phone memory crashes?
"No Talking to Strangers!" that's impossible.
Friends are once Strangers, don't you remember.

I may be totally shaking, but have to act cool.
Have to try hard not to look like a fool.
It's obvious to be frightened, doing things for the first time,
Still, I have to, after all trying new things is not a crime.

No hesitating for asking help,
There's no way that I can do everything by myself.
It's time to believe in human and move on,
At any cost, I must keep climbing on.

No matter what, I must adjust to the surroundings,
With hard work, I must build my own wings.
No turning back, no.
I got to go on with this flow.

It's time to come out of the comfort zone,
And Learn to bend and lower the tone.
Have to be wise, kind, strong and a bit greedy,
cause I've to learn to live in this new city.

-Laxmi Bhargavi Golla-