Dreams, they were beautiful sight,
fueling ambitions, aspirations rise,
chasing the goals, of reaching heights,
testing limits, of an adventurous life.
A child heart, innocent and true,
spreading wings, of our imaginations,
unsuspecting, the obstacles of realities,
will put breaks, on flight of fantasy.
Yet, there are desires, passions ripe,
keeping us engaged, preoccupied,
to see the changes, with every bite,
making it harder, continue the diet.
For, our feelings, are priceless,
opening path, for new experiences,
and suitcase, ready to be packed,
along with passport, and ID cards.
And heart awaits, for the right time,
sparing moments, creating fun memories,
yet, circumstances create such situations,
we couldn't step out, from enclosures.
Being confined, inside the system,
built from personal, & work obligations,
while guilt and concerns, act as inhibitions,
bound to duties, losing our freedom.
And wishes, keeps vanishing...
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