Destiny And Dreams
Destiny And Dreams
I want to be a person,
Who carves her own cards.
Somewhere-in-somewhere
I believe in destiny,
But,
Neglecting the dreams
Is like,
The sun is refusing to shine,
The stars are refusing to Twinkle.
I have no games in particular
To play with,
Or hands to embed the true lines
On my palms,
Got one life to live. And here,
The earth is before eyes,
However, heaven is not.
Sacredly believed,
In religion and in poetry slot.
I believe,
Believing in mere destiny,
Would be a work of mere fool.
Somewhere inhaling the last breath,
I fear to regret failing on my dreams,
Regret of life, I spent barely thinking.
Thank the mighty,
Dreaming is free of boundaries,
Free of physical gold and money.
One dream is vital,
Dreaming of two is not a sin,
But underestimating the power of Hard work would definitely put me,
Into a corner bin.
Dreams would remain,
A minor piece of stock
In brain,
That will rot, that will stink.
Put this in veins
Its the thinking that always reigns.