I set off with my dreams, knowing not where to go <br />With a little bit of hope and optimism, minus the sorrow <br />I try and look back at my past, and realize one thing <br />Necessary or unnecessary, change is in everything <br /> <br />As I set off on my journey, I look back at my den <br />And the city I lived in, of which I was a citizen <br />I realize that I’ll be haunted by this dominion of dirt and grime <br />And then slowly, silently, it will be lost in the sands of time <br /> <br />I look back at the melancholic parents who gave me warmth <br />I get flooded with emotions and get lost in its labyrinth <br />I turn back to see my crestfallen friends, and their moist eyes <br />Convey a whole lot more than they can ever advise <br /> <br />What will happen to me, where I will go, who knows <br />God hides his cards close to his chest more than he shows <br />I have myself, and only myself to trust in this big, bad world <br />Only time will tell whether I’m lucky or left out in the cold <br /> <br />I hope I eventually come back, somewhere in time <br />To my city, my den, this dominion of dirt and grime <br />By then my worldly knowledge will have vindicated one thing <br />Necessary or unnecessary, change is in everything<br /><br />RONY PATRA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-is-in-everything/
