Hooking onto things I love the most,
Dreams shaping again,
Roaring to transform into reality.
Gulping down others laurels to my throat,
Constant Nudge to be a doer and not a dreamer.
Sure I have hundred,thousand flaws,
Sure I am not competent,
But,what does it take after all?
An unhappy life.
The two sides of coin are but one.
Winning and losing, bargain neutral concern.
The mind still races to dream what the heart desires,
It’s the quest to the crest that drives me within,
The answers are there, waiting to be heard.