My Pie In The Sky

"Roads may diverge, storms may pass,

To veer not, but to hold tight like the weft will what make me strong.

They say the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of dreams,

I say, the geode in me, dares to have those dreams.

I crave for the sky, so far, yet, paints the world with its colors,

I wish to reach up a mountain,

Hear my own echo of voice as

I remind myself of the bucket full of to- do's.

I fancy to dive into the deepest of waters, so harsh, yet, where life rules.

To leave a scintilla of unalloyed fortitude,

To spite none, but to give back in tonnage.

Take me not as a shale,

Or my bravura as a jest,

For they who rule, are the ones who dare.

Call me a loony, but someday, my interminable abstracts

Will show through me, because, I believe in dreams !"

Recites a girl with eyes having glints of hope,

And a smile you could never get enough of.

And as the lady, with tears, different from the ones

Caused by the chopped onions, solve the maze of her angst,

It was one of those moments, when a Mother looks up

To her Daughter, proudly, and repeats,

"Daughters dare to dream too !"