Had ambitions that were meant to die
Or flying high across the sky?
Still waiting for opening the wings
Or confined you are to the society’s rings?
Want life to be good to you
But still standing in the queue?
Dejected you are with the demise
For you have accepted that life’s a compromise
Trying to drag with the same old mood
Instead of the one that is shrewd?
Stars won’t fall in you way
Not even spotlights work during the day
Shake yourself to amp up the wire
That was for so long, down and dire
Sounds gruelling does it?
Actually is not, believe it!
For you are the holder of the vigor
Getting bitten by dust, which was in the store
Review it, Raise it, Revive it
Then Relish it tomorrow with tears of joy, when you sit!