A Transfer - Poem - Subramanian A

A TRANSFER Is a replantation A different situation, A different mental condition From familiar dales To a different style, It is an unwritten tale. From familiar voices To a different novice, It is a game of dice. Often away from home A transfer is loathsome Draining away the family tone After an age A transfer means a charge, No extra allowance is an avantage. Yet, out of compulsions Out of temptations Man has a second consideration. Sometimes, a promotion, Else, a monetary profusion And man is often lost in the affliction. Sometimes, too resistive to implantation, Glued forever to the same orientation Man is lost beyond accreditation. Beyond all, a transfer opens new frontiers, The taste of life can be different, The un-trodden lanes may lead to peaks so brilliant. With new friends and relations, A transfer can bring in new dimensions. After all, life is a Gypsy’s-like mooring. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 21/10/2012