The Encumbered Ambitions

In the glimmer of the night sky, I behold the dazzling stars,

My conscience pricks as I relish the malign influence of wills

Posing a threat to my own whims and fancies…

For a smear of ink dashed across the paper and a scar on my ambitions akin,

I witness the scrutiny of relationships amid my dreams and the verity

As the simper on my visage portrays serenity

Torn between the societal convictions and own instincts,

I get consumed in the despaired gloom of my soul

A swooning reverberation of my notions serenade in euphonic twilight console

In this grudgingly appalling world, my voice seems so inconspicuous,

My dreams shattered,

My pursuits smothered,

My ambitions encumbered!

I yearn for a moonstruck metamorphosis,

Nascent magical wings to fly free,

Rousing a forlorn heart’s esprit,

Soaring away unfettered, beyond the dogmatic frontiers,

My dreams shimmer like constellations in the welkin

My imaginations lent cadence to the sweet April afterglow.

Thereupon struck by an utter predicament, I ponder:

Shall I take a plunge to defy or serenely cling to the cold commands of the myriads?

Every moment till the doomsday, I will repent.

For my calmness curtails my modest perspective

To me, this world appears to be a dystopian perspective

This Society is so domineering,

Distinguishing real or surreal becomes bewildering,

All I coveted was to accomplish my dreams,

As of now, my hope is crippled to smithereens…