When I was young ::

I was a voracious dreamer,
Who thought life was greener;

I sat alone in my world,
And spun of victories I would hold;

I laced my love kingdom,
And dreamt lazily without boredom;

Now at this age::

All my dreams have drained,
I look back my path that rewind;

I see myself a lazy goose,
Who let my my mind at loose;

Now I realise what I lose,
The emptiness in me that pose;

Oh! It was too late to act,
Before I realised the fact;

To balance my dreams and reality,
I didn't bother to learn the tact;

Atleast I would please my morality,
If this lament could cause an impact!