ANGUISH
There was one dream-
That was shattered.
There were tones of expectations-
That burst like bubbles.
There were so many fingers pointed-
That stabbed like knives.
The boy was dead and buried-
But none realized.
May be the boy aspired too far-
Aspirations that were beyond reach.
May be he never gave his best-
As he lagged way behind the rest.
May be he was good for nothing-
Only good enough to hide his own face.
The boy failed miserably-
But none noticed.
The boy wanted to rectify-
But was too far from the shore.
Every attempt to take a step forward-
Pushed him backward.
With no way out-
The boy ran away like a coward.
There were boats for rescue-
But the boy did not realize.
Was it really his dream?
Or mere expectations forced him to aim.
Was it his fear of lagging behind?
That forced him to oblige.
Was he letting his true love go by
To fulfill his “dream”
The storm robbed the boy of everything-
But the boy did not realize.
Struck by thunder-
Drowned in mid-sea-
The boy could have attained freedom-
Freedom from despair-
Freedom of thought-
Freedom to dream-
But the boy did not realize-
And none ever noticed….
