Dreams that we kill...

Life passes by...
and we too...
with our regular days and nights...

People have dreams..
and dreams are there to die...
Still we kill so many dreams every day...


Every puff of the cigarette had a dream...
And every dream ended with the crush of that butt...

A Dream was weaved every night on the bed before sleep...
We dreamt about how magical things would be, if things would go the correct way...
We dreamt about life, we dreamt about love...
But with every dawn, that dream faded.


We dream after we watch an inspiring movie...
We dream that the future will no longer be the same...
We dream that we would work hard and would become the best...
We dream about that fairytale life ahead.
And the very next day, the dream fleets into nihility...


We dream after we read a book...
We dream when we relate ourself to a song...
We dream when we find that some one we know has topped an examination...
We dream when we listen that some one has got the most coveted job...
We dream that one day, our time would also come...
We dream about what we would do once we achieve that very feat...
We dream how people would look up to us when we do something great...


Our dreaming never ends, but every time we forget to turn that dream into reality...
We fail to keep that dream alive within us...


And then we say, this mundane life doesnt know how to change...
Well! We never taught her to change...
Perhaps we never want her to change...
And one day she would be alone and so would we...

And that is why,
our dreams die...

and in this way..
Life passes by...
and some day,
we would too...