Someday would be my-day!
Be it Monday or Friday; wet or dry day
Now that the baskets of hope lay array
Spring’s reaping orchids everywhere!
What and why would be a candid display
Puzzle, delusions will all be set ablaze.
Long fetched after dreams will find a living case
The casket of perseverance and patience outlaid.
Meetings adjourned, proposals withdrawn
The talk of the world will be my art of accomplishment!
It’ll be an end to the existing cauldron
In fact, a replenishment of the vivaciousness lost.
It’ll bring forth fame and glory
For my loved ones all the respect and happiness.
Their faith made me ride the chariot of my dreams
Strength to harness, till the destination I’ve to reach!
Oh I feel so close to that ‘one-day’
The next day may be that ‘some-day’.
So here I continue preparations for my ‘D-DAY’!
This piece gets me one step nearer to the grandeur.
Hope you like it!;-)
