Chase Your Dreams

Everyone has a dream

As effortless as savouring chocolate cream

Or be a scientist in Dexter's Laboratory

But whatever the job, it has to be satisfactory.

No matter what kind of job

The question is- Does it gratify you or you sob?

Think my dear, think

Before it's too late to drink-

the elixir of bliss that the Paradise can award you with, shrinks. 

Untie dear, the ribbons of your clouded mind

Let the innovative elves of your fancy unwind

And run their imagination riot,

To paint a picture that you have always sought.