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So what have i been doing till now,
roaming in streets, smoking & killing time anyhow.

The most usual notion of everyone who confronts me,
making mockery of my attempts and dreams.

I cant imagine how can they sleep with fake sleep,
limiting their own dreams to just inside sleep.

Only the pals look at the better half of bad time,
offering me a hand to come out of my gold mine.

I will dig this pit till it really becomes a mine,
the time is bad, can be worse and could also be fine.


Questions are always ready to slap my face,
am i suitable, eligible or a just a waste.


How funny is it that i boast of doing impossible,
& i just cant satisfy those curious & criticals.

Not a single statement cant to the justice,
to those who only wait for a failure.

In a bigger picture i see world cheering the achiever,
thats normal but forget, once they started off as a dreamer.

From my perspective, i am not different than achievers,
only thing which separates us is nothing but success.

This funny world is ready to kiss their socks,
and there is only ignorance for even my soft cheeks.

I never wanted to see people praising my own sky,
but i just want to see myself living my own desires.

Crowd even dont respect our sincere efforts,
not perfectly but at least we dared to scratch the path.

Thats always, how the world reacts to you & me,
so why am i told to care about its view,

Why should i stop to pursue my own desires,
those which i designed in my magical sleeps.

Why am i told to limits dream upto just a dream,
for me its not just an entertainment during sleep.

i often laugh on their silly reasons to kill aspirations,
and its strange how one can escape those temptations.


Nothing i care about and want except my pals,
those who only gives support & faithfull opinion.

So, to sleep perfectly on last day of life,
just leave me alone & let me enjoy my time.