He dreamt,
he dreamt of sailing the seas
between the waves he found peace
the vast ocean drew him near
for its depth, he felt no fear
the chill of the winds, gave him fire
to be guided by the stars, was his only desire
the waters gave him solace, like a friend’s talk
but, no passion is achieved without a harsh walk.
His peers were against his idea to freedom
‘dreams are good, reality doesn’t come.’
he was subdued, in every step he took,
‘be practical. Fantasies look good in a book.’
‘this path is lit. Why walk blind?’
he was the first, to dream of sailing
and every dream was pushed, ‘neath the fear of failing.
But, he dreamt
no words could
who fear could win, when he wrote his own tale
to die gleefully in the ocean, was better than living bounded on land
and he struggled, he fought to gain command
He wanted to live, his life in his way
and to achieve his dream, he worked night and day
Many hands tried, to block his road
but wings of fire raged, when
He made his ship and bid farewell
and heard the curses to go to hell
he paid no heed to the people who feared
‘cause he had the blessings of those who cared.
Lowering the sails, he set off to his world
and in moments, the residual discontentment nulled.
He danced with pride and sang with joy
he was as happyas an infant boy.
He lived,
his path was not easy, no meant to be
but it was the path which made him see
life, given once, was to be carved
where no dream in life would be starved
the roads may not be easy, but we can’t accept fall
and trials are what
We may end in our graves, having achieved nothing
a waste of the power of creation, an insult to our being
No matter how tall the mountain may seem
on top of it awaits the golden beam
aim high we must, in all aspects of life
and live through life, as a constant strive
for perfection and beyond, is the ultimate aim
and in that state of belonging, life’s turmoil becomes a game
So he lived his way, and went beyond
the common path, and common man’s fond
May you also, write your destiny
and your name live like
- Vishal Gupta
16th September ‘09
This one's quite close to me. It's something about someone really close to me. A boy who knew only one thing, big dreams turn to big reality
