Thousand Dreams

Life is not always what I want it to be,

But still everyday I wake up with a thousand dreams...

Someday I rock someday I scream....

Someday I miss my old friends,

Someday I try to start a new day with new trends...

Someday I want to be alone and away,

Sometimes I want to be surrounded with mud and clay...

Life at a moment looks like my cup of tea,

But other day it seems like a problem tree...

Sometimes things don't fall on place,

Sometimes it seems I am still in race...

Someday I feel I am going at right pace,

Someday I sit with blank face.....

Just one life and my those thousand dreams,

Few of them are as small as wish of having chocolates or ice - creams...

Someday they look like turning to reality,

Someday it seems they are just the dreams...

but still every night when I went to sleep I want to have at least one of those dreams

Thinking maybe tomorrow at least one of them comes as reality to my life's river stream.