You were the most
beautiful dream of my life,
Now you are the nightmare
where I struggle to survive.

But before these nightmares
there was a time,
when thinking about them
was the most beautiful moment of life.
When we were building our castle of dream.

I had built my dreams
with all of my heart and love.
I had seen them growing
within me and within you.
Long back,
I was a dreamer and
you mould me into a believer,
With that believe we had built
our dreams step by step,

We made it so far,
We made it so high.
With love and care
With joy and sorrow
With hopes and struggles,

But when the storm came ,
you left at the first sight of rain.
But our castle fought well
from heaven to hell,
and tried hard to retain
whatever left of you.

But soon it felt down,
crashing everything
whatever came on its way,
even me.

Every dream shattered into infinite pieces
and nothing left to recollect.
I flew in a pool of darkness
and I felt like darkness is
slowly pulling me down,
to delete me from my own existence.
All my emotions had been swirled
in a tempest of pain and raged raw feeling,
and I thought it’s going to go on forever.

Somehow I survived but I had witnessed everything,
Making of dreams,
Falling of dreams ,
Pain of dreams and
Dying of dreams.

I tried to collect
the tiny shattered pieces
of every single dream,
but in doing so
I realised not all of a
good dream is fulfilled.
You can't win all the fights,
You've to loose sometimes,
That's how you learn,
That's how you grow,
That's how you evolve and
That's how you become
the best version of yourself..