Each day i wake up with a dream..
But was i ever able to achieve what i consummate..
The dreams i see wither so fast..
When am I going to stay inflexible in what i resolve..
Life came to me fully patronized..
But somehow i feel it just fizzles..
I need to focus the way i palpate this life..
I get a notion to indite this instant..
But if i don’t get a fount its gone for ever..
The brume on the casement makes me think..
The life resembles its mode a lot..
It appears and disappears.. so does my intuition..
I wish i could control its celerity..
Cos still i don’t know what i am manana….