Fleeting Faces

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'- 'Even-thoughs' Life's like an ice-cream Steady yet soon melts Exists, but gobbledygook existence In the intransigent seasons.