A Desperate Feel.

A call from a distant land
 an unknown voice
 from a far away place
 could not make out
 who it was.

The voice seemed to be familiar
 yet I could not make out
 did not reply for a while
 as i fear to talk to strangers.

Te voice kept on talking
 asked me question after question
 wanted to know one pertinent thing
 when would I be back home?

Offended I said  in a voice harsh
 could be now or never
 what is your botheration?
 I was provoked.


Every time one or the other
 ask queries irrelevant
 I seethe with anger
know not why they want to know.

I straightaway walk out from all these people
 relish, not their company anytime
 they seem to be worried about my status
do not know for what.