A Transformation
I would catch you later, saying this I left my joys and plays, Because I have to finish my work that I can't delay. They said all right do come soon we would be waiting, But don't forget us in your rat racing. Oh! How could I forget you? You were always been my desire, I would be working so that plenty of you I can acquire. I would visit you once I get out of this mayhem. Then I missed them a lot and daily dreamt of them. Daily countless hours I worked and worked so on, I even forgot sense of dusk and dawn. With tired eyes I slept, that even dreams didn't bother me, Calmness had been crumbled, only anxiety and rush smothered me. Fantasies and desires then became things of past, Thanks to harsh realities that made me so aghast. Eyes were darkened and face wrinkled, Notion of beauty I forgot, a little fragrance I haven't sprinkled. I lost sense of fatigue and pain, I did the same work again and again. One day