Lost Dream (Poem)

With

The Dreams of Barbie,

The Dreams of Chocolates and Ice creams,

Childhood were over.

With

The Dreams of my favorite Pals,

The Dreams of my silly Games,

The Dreams of my first Crush.

I am missing my Schooldays now.

With

The Dreams of Fashion,

The Dreams of new stylish clothes,

The Dreams of finding True LOVE,

The Dreams of Struggle and Success,

Teen were passed by.

Now at Twenty Six.

I am afraid of Dreams.

I am faded up with Dreams.

Nothing is new and beautiful like earlier.

Dreams are over.

But still I can’t resist myself,

To Dreams of Dreams.

Now I live the life in my way,

In my Dreams at-least.