Every Venture is in some way or the other a first Venture, isn’t it?
I mean, let’s think about it. Situations are different, people are different, choices are different etc.
Beautiful/Ugly is not the question. Venture is a venture, simple as that.
So, shall we delve in?
On the 14th Morning of December,
In between January and November,
I had an epiphany.
So I decided to get lost,
In the city’s smogy frost.
Keyboard which is my mind’s native tongue,
So wise at times and so brash like a young,
Searching for a song that hasn’t been sung,
It churns everyday inhaling opportunities in my lungs.
So, I ventured out.
I see citylights outshining the elderly sun,
I see kids some not and some having fun,
I see youngsters, all tired as the day gets done,
And I see the old enjoying in the peace they had earn.
Trying to fit in, I stepped up.
I met people I never wondered about,
Jumped off a cliff with the most frivolous shout,
Cleared up a few things and solved my doubts,
And without knowing took the less travelled routes.
To my luck…
I learn and learn and understand everyday,
Becoming more human instead of a lump of clay,
To learn one must not stop or stay,
Venture out, new experiences are not far away.