Onsite Poem by Madhu Bharadwaj

As more and more days passes on,
an uncomfortable feeling grows on.
could not say more to any one,
nor, I could share it with none.

Far from family and friends,
gone are the days of fun from all ends.
To earn few penny more,
I will be leaving alone.

skipping lunch & saving dollar by dollar
feeling happy by converting thereafter.
To become rich sooner,
today's happiness was what I ignore.

stretching my hands to sweep the stars,
lost my foot hold & left with scars.
what I lost is more than what I earnt,
to whom can I say this, as now I have none.