New Home Poem by hemu gupta

A giant tree with several branches swaying with wind as saying welcome to new home.
A cat sleeping in porch as showing I live here before you come to this home
Children playing in park people walking on road.
everything I can see from my window along with feeling that something fishy is going on.
the astute doing what they can do with me as I can do nothing for me,
no judicious person is here except people just hungry for something
I don't know I can only guess something fishy is going on.