STORY OF MY LIFE
Memoir of life's parody
Consisting fret, comedy and tragedy.
An absurd story of my life
I recite to you my days of strife.
My parent's nagging was my peeve
Bickering with them I decided to leave
With a big bag and junket I took my flight
In excitement and muse I spent my night.
Getting off the airport, with the bag beside
I sat on the bench wandering for a place to reside.
Along the road I took a walk
Lonesome with none to talk.
With a blank expression,lonely; I began to roam
Through the crowded streets searching a room.
Nearby a cottage small, appeared to me,
"I found it!", I exclaimed in glee.
Approaching the place; around a table, I sat
Hoping to reside there; I would get a flat.
The owner then enquired my detailed history
I wondered what seriousness he could discover in my story!
At the long last when I got the keys
I expressed gratitude for the fellow with a sarcastic cheese!
A cozy, little room; then welcomed me
And I began exploring each corner in glee.
As time passed feelings of mine went numb
I yearned to talk but solitary I had to remain dumb.
The number of days there went increasing
Each day for family I kept yearning.
Be it an apartment or a hostel
Folk there had never sung a carol.
The more I stared at the mess around the place
The more my weary eyes craved solace
I fear loneliness now, my life sucks
No more do I enjoy coffee at starbucks!
Although there are lights and lamps in the room
They fail to vanish the darkness; and the gloom
And still through the lonely streets I roam
Searching in the crowd for a home; sweet home.