Revamping

When all plannings mingle with the dust

All strategies forget their destinations

All vows, determinations get derailed

All resolutions deliberately vanish

Only the remnants of ruined dreams lie

And the profusion of sad rays are scattered

Its obvious devastation has reached and

All sprouted aspirations are the bitter past

That shake the root of all affirmations

As the empire of inspiration is a stranger

That time needs repairing of wreckages

No stop sign should be there

Again revamping, reconstruction .....

Till the arrival of the pinnacle of perfection.