My Relationship with your Memories

What took months to build is broken overnight
And it turns hard to raise my arms in plight
Sophistication of the situations drains out all hope
Light seem to be at the far end of the globe

In times when darkness pushes me to the end of torment
My relationship with your eyes makes me come back

When a thunder in the sky makes the heart sink
And an obscurity around breaks all links
Sincerity of the effort has nothing to offer
A struggle is there, just to stay longer

In times when I am surrounded by turmoil
My relationship with your dreams makes me smile

When I fell from a height so great
The blow makes my existence reverberate
a catastrophe inhales whatever it takes
And leaves everything shattered in rakes

In times when life isn't easy and hard to survive
My relationship with your memories keeps me alive

The longest poem of my life - Did you follow your dream

Did you follow your dream

When I wake up in the middle of night

The panorama shifts from fantasy to real sight

A confusion from veracity comes to be

A feeling similar to a new born baby

I sit on the bed with legs resting on one side

And stare at my palms holding my destiny lines

They seem to be struggling in their own mess

These lines decide my future, the thought fails to impress

What I believe often hits a road of questions

Strange is how the answers change my perception

As my eyes rolled towards the window at my right

I ask myself a question, do I understand the meaning of life?

The way our being take us to diverse destinies

Not all of them fulfill our fantasies

I had built castles for other unknown personalities

And surrendered my vision in hands of commerciality

I then walk towards the window and stare at the darkness outside

I ask myself – why is there so much confusion in life?

We struggle to earn and live in decency

All is rejected which is far from reality

It is not because there was a lack of courage

The size of our dreams are confined with age

I peep out my head and look towards the night sky

I ask myself - Did you have what you wanted from life?

Close to my being and far from reach

Some efforts were left in between

Chosen was the path which no one had crossed

But taken was the one where the herd just passed

I walk back to my bed, laying down I close my eyes

The shutting lids raise the question- is this the reality of my life?

From the forefront to the end point of day

Is a game which everyone has to play

A goal is just an unclimbed wall

Any player on the ground can take the ball

The answers to all disappointments and confusion of life

Lies in the question - Did you follow the dream shown by life?