Wanted to touch the fluffy white clouds
But realised it is unattainable.
Wanted to fly, but was bounded.
Mollycoddled in fantasies and fairy-tailed world
Went to delve them out
Found them only fallacies.
We're moving in islands
Thus dwindling in realities and white-lies
What's hidden behind the smiles
Tragedies, predicament, dilemma, tears
Might change tomorrow:
No consistent facts........
Everything revolving in 'ifs, buts, exceptions'-
Life's like an ice-cream
Steady yet soon melts
Exists, but gobbledygook existence
In the intransigent seasons.