Greener Grass

That is what he wanted,, A change from where he grew up. A novelty in his life which pleases the eyes And lures the heart. What is new to him is old to another. What is new path for him, It's an abandoned one by another All his life, he pinned for what was there ahead. It gave him a focus, a motivation. He strived hard to be up to it. He cultivated himself with heart pace going steady. He felt he made it at last. But then realised all was good to be part of the trick of fate. To make him exert relentlessly. He has reached somewhere which seems nowhere. That tempting light on the horizon Was nothing but an illusion. He belonged here, where he grew up. Love been around all the time He never saw its abundance and its power. It was that love that was here, always. To support him...pull a warm blanket Upon him when he was shivering with cold and the fever of his obsession to succeed. Years have gone..beautiful instances slipped. He reached there but suddenly it's all blank. Will he perish in anguish or will he walk back To hug what he left behind?