ALSphere Foundation
I fear as some souls showering plethora of pseudo praise and plaudits
That makes my high earned achievements pale in the shore of mirage
How long will I continue to wallow in hollow promises?
Those who have repeatedly retarded me in my mission
I’m eerily caught up in the cobweb of frustration
My sincere soul howls in such a perilous milieu
Never does my naive mind make mansion in the land of lavish illusions
I fear – Can I reach out to their infinite expectations?
Being an imperfect being, I do fear to sing the paean of perfection
And I express remorse when I take a grip of mine in me
Though I put on a semblance of cheerfulness
Obviously, I lurk in the loop of obfuscation, in a true sense
Yet, like a strife-torn sailor, I also seek my far off destination
Amidst fears and sears, I expect a tsunami of collected fortunes
My lacuna is to be ignored as I’m a frail human
Whose trend ends in tears when efforts sans tenacity
To work diligently I know that’s an epitome of dignity
In the turbulent sea of life, I too fearlessly steer clear my canopy
