A Blanketed Dream

My life was so happy as I was free from the designation " poor"

I could arrange food for my empty stomach, I could arrange clothes for my bare body

I was breathing properly renouncing all timidities

As I was a job holder which I had got after digesting years long pain and frustration

Amid the struggle for arranging food for sustenance I had blanketed my real dream

But when I saw the achievers who had rendezvous with success

Not for their talent but for their dedication and an attitude to see big dream

I started to feel one thing my situation was not a hurdle on the way of my dream

Rather my small dream and addiction to safe zone ultimately made me a least achiever

When I felt myself inferior, a tiny achiever in the world of success 

I unveiled my dream which was actually in the darked corner of my heart

Which was perpetually weeping for its emancipation

Today I am so happy that at least I have seen my dream in my eyes confidently

And commenced the expedition to have a resplendent rendezvous with it.