Chasing the winds of ambitions I try flying high, leaping higher to touch the bright blue sky,
Leaving behind the gold, to glitter like gold, to reach great heights, growing multifold,
Everyday I want some more, finding a new me without changing the inner-most core,
One day I realize the desired dream of my mind, at the cost of leaving the true me behind.
Copyright 2017 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh)