ONE MORE CHANCE

Yesterday i was sitting alone and scribbling on my notebook....this poem came out all of a sudden..

Early life parents ask u what u want 2 b when u grow up
You say smiling may be doctor or engineer
While spelling the 2 words u never give a thought
That being any of them will cost you loads of tear
You grow up expectations rise
And people stop calling you wise
You regret your decision of throwing the carrier dice
By 15 you find Yourself surrounded by books
And games and fun are out of your loops
They keep on scolding u for their sake of reputation
And you kill yourself working for their made ambition.
You die once, twice and don’t know how many times
But the destination thing is not suiting your rhymes
You come to a notion I could have rather been a writer or a cricketer
But the days passed by leave you in a place as only a regreter
Still after completing all their dreams you find yourself in half way
As many have crossed you when u were regretting the chosen way
You are a grown up now, u get married
Responsibilities suppress you and the things are taken hurried
The whole life runs around you and plays with you makes you dance
And poor you just beg around for ONE MORE CHANCE…..



I HOPE U LIKE IT...