A Moving Experience
by Vincent Van Ross
We felt we had reached
Our final destination
When we moved into
Our own house
That brought to an end
The ordeal of shifting
From one place to another
That became an annual ritual
It is common practice here
For landlords to enter
Into a lease agreement
With the tenant for one year
At the end of the lease period
Either the rent is increased
Or the tenant moves out…
The latter was more common
We used to feel like gypsies
Wheeling our wares
Leading unsettled lives
Without a place to call our own
All that changed
And we bought our own house
Our abode is now anchored
So is our lives
In a rented house
You are dependent
On the landlord
For every little thing
But, when you have
Your own house
You can make alterations
To suit your needs
And life becomes
So much more comfortable
Our final move was indeed
A moving experience
© Vincent Van Ross
IMAGE: “Revolving House” by Paul Klee (1921).
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Vincent Van Ross is a journalist and editor based at New Delhi, India. He writes on national and international politics, defense, environment, travel, spirituality, and scores of other topics. Apart from this, he dabbles in a little bit of poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and humorous writings. His articles and features have appeared in over a dozen newspapers and magazines in India and Bangladesh. He is also a renowned photographer and an art critic. His poems are littered in anthologies and journals across the world and on numerous Internet poetry sites and facebook groups.
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