In the lanes of Singapore, I wander
Seeing the enticing views of houses
Intricately designed, yet so simplistic in view
How well coordinated the whole street is
The residents may be having a cosy time in there
Its shivering cold here, outside, with no fire around
.
At the end the street, I see lighting
and few good men, inviting me
to the Christmas celebrations
I peek inside, but think twice
to accept the invitation
I somewhat see a fireplace and some food
With apprehension, I get inside
.
It’s a cheerful place
strangely, all of them are strangers to each other
Is it my luck to have landed here?
and found company of people unrelated to me
who are so welcoming
I’m happy to be in, but also a little confused
.
Whom should I trust?
these men who welcomed me
or those who said
there’s no one for you in this world
and the world is nothing but a lie!
.
Ends with a very pertinent question
Thanks Jaya Mam 💚💚
How relevant! 💚💚👌 beautiful dear
Thankyou so much Sonali 💚
The last 4 lines – profouund thinking. Very nice
Thanks a lot Gowri 🙂
You have ended the poem very well
Thankyou Pradnya 🙂
Such a relevant point you have raised at the end…whom do we trust in this world??? Powerful thought indeed
Glad that you could relate Ramya! Thanks for reading 🙂
Loved the ending lines Nitika. All of go through this, a very relatable message in the poem. I
Thankyou so much Mumtaz 💚💚