Nikunj Sharma - My Dream

Long before I was born;
It existed in nascent form.
Supple yet strong;
It stayed with me all along.


It crawled with me on silken floor;
Making my eyes shine evermore.
It rocked with me the wooden horse;
Promising to partner along;
My life’s course.


A part of it came from my dad;
Who maybe saw, Pleasure’s dearth.
Mom contributed her part too;
Filling it with galore of mirth.


It’s changed in form,
Grown in size too;
Thought someday;
It would come true.


A lifetime chase;
Full of vigour and rage.
Its difficult to keep up to its pace;
Now that I have come of age.


When I shall write my will;
An unwritten part shall there be still.
Inherit it shall one day thee;
An unfinished part of me.



Let it stay, if you may;
Offer my dreams light of day.
Let it grow with you my child;
No matter how unruly and wild.
Embrace it as someone yours;
That shall stay in you for years.


Then one day shall you see;
The dream’s been yours and not me.
We are not here to chase it down;
Or make it talk of town.


We all need a dream, to carry on;
A capstan to anchor on.
From me to you and onwards;
A treasure to be passed on;
A treasure to be passed on;

Nikunj Sharma

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