…......A LESSER
DREAMER…….
LIFE IS GETTING A BIT CHAOS, THESE DAYS.
I AM NO LONGER A DREAMER NOW.
WHY DO I THINK ABOUT MYSELF ALWAYS???
MY EXISTENCE HAS GOT NO RELEVANCE UNLESS I DREAM.
GOD EXISTS AND HE IS SO KIND ALWAYS AS USUAL.
HIDING FROM RESPONSIBILITIES MAKES ME SICK.
GETTING LAZY IS NOW A HABBIT.
I WONT LOSE THE GOLDEN COINS GOD GAVE ME.
AS THEY ARE THE PORT OF HOPE.
HUMANS I HAVE AROUND ARE MYSTIC.
THEY CONSIDER, CARE, LOVE AND SOMETIMES FIGHT AND HATE.
BUT THE DEVIL WHOM I LOVE IS STILL FAR.
AND THUS HAPPINES NEVER COME IN DREAMS.
I DO MISS THE STATE OF LONELY THESE DAYS.
ALWAYS BUSY WITH TRIFFLES.
EMOTIONS FOUGHT WITH MY ATTITUDE FOR DAYS.
BUT THOSE DAYS ARE PAST, DNT KNW WHO WON.
AIN’T WISH TO REMEMBER THOSE DREADFUL TIME.
I KNOW IT FALLS AND FADE WITHOUT A NOTICE.
SECRETS MAKES MUCH MORE EGOISTIC.
THE WORDS GET FABRICATED FROM EAR TO EAR.
SILENCE HAS GOT SPEECH, ONLY HEART KNOWS.
AND I WONT STOP BLAMING THE CAUSE.
AND I WISH TO ESCAPE OUT OF MY DREAMS.
LUCK IS LIKE A TRAGEDY, AS GODS ARE CRAZY.
SHOULD RUN HARDER TO EXCEL THE LUCK.
HOPE HARD TIMES ARE AHEAD ALWAYS.
BEING A LESSER DREAMER IS WORTHFULL.
PAIN SHOULD WHIRL IN HEART AS A MONUMENT.
