Young Dreams

Not all dreams are meant to be fascinating

A new journey
A grown up we
From fantasies to reality
Running down the streets for candies
To Saving up for your favourite tee
From spending to saving
From caring to an accountable me
An astounding journey
I had been dying to live
Of fairy tales
Finding my prince charming
Where school wasn't alarming
Dying to live the night life
Partying till my breath got high
And now
That I am here
Willingly
To a bitter sweet feeling
Unwillingy bidding farewell
To the young dreams
To walk alone
In this grown up world
I wish to turn back
To my childhood days
Those carefree times
When there wasn't money on my mind
When all i needed to sleep
Was my mother's touch
And my alarm
Rung by the fan being turned off
When breakfast waited for me
When i never remained empty on stomach
Just because i ran out of time
When ironed uniforms called out for me
Teenage was no more a fantasy
A fantasy of freedom
As i stepped out of the door
Stepping into to a new city
Fascinated me
Clutched my heart
And all my soul
Where life couldn't had been been
One week down the lane
When realisation dawns
unfamiliar faces start to scare me
I crave for the warmth
Of my mother's lap
The care I long for
Of my father's hand
When the swiggy guys asks for rating
I remember of my mother waiting
Till mylast bite
To know if my hunger sufficed
I collect the shattered pieces
Of my young dreams
I stuff it in my heart
As i embark towards a new life
A "not enough glamorous"
So-called adult life