Enlightened Self: My Dream

Coming of a self into this vicious reality was hard, with light I grappled throughout with cold heart

What gave me wings was the air, what transpired next was an awakened player

I thought I would never fall, to sleeve up the platter was an untrenched call

People fall into this cyclic puma, with their souls rising for a brighter pneuma!

We will fall since we tried to rise

We rose because we appreciated the price

The price was to dream high

Up the mountains echoing my enunciated goodbye!

Conscious or subconscious it was my decision to be something in this space

And hence I cluttered my esteem to raise my spectre for an improved ace

I dreamt not for the kings I dreamt not for the queens

So shall the dream was not for peasants and so was it not to hog the screens!

I dreamt because I could, for it gave me a tryst

Twas a choice embedded in my trusted self for a felicitated swift

Only when I dream I know what I want

For the power of listening to myself is the fruit of cynosure avant!

They never taught me to dream, for it was me who slyly smile

Because there I was wearing that invisible crown in my dream filled kyle

What I got is only my deserve maybe less certainly not more

On that podium will be my “DREAM” to make me happy to make me explore!!

Yes I have a dream for you, yes I have a dream for myself, and together we will create a place for better tomorrow