The Choice Poem by Kranthi Pothineni

Once again the sun burned
One more new day started
To make me older by a day
But this new day is not so

I raised from bed with surprise
To find I'm away from home
And to find I slept on street
Where I used to play my ball

I got up and started to run
My jogging to home is hard
The images on path are sad
And all streets are looking bad

The place I buy food is nude
Place I meet friends also ends
And my home merged in loam
Along with my beat and blood

My cry is loud in the crowed
Misery smiled on us like wild
But inner voice made a choice
And made my left hand to ink

To ink about all our boats sink
In waters of deep blue and flu
Were we had to swim and cure
Both the worlds of his and you