What became of the Dreams My Love

What became of the Dreams My Love

How do I explain

What became of the dreams?

How I came to take up residence

In fertile plains

Rejecting the claim of deserts

And mountains over my existence.

I understand your surprise

To see me surviving in a routine,

Even I face a stranger often

Mocking at me in the mirror

Ever since I transplanted myself

In firm ground.

I may have even grown roots by now.

Remember we said, Money can't buy happiness!

I saw my happiness slipping away

From my hands daily for lack of it.

Turned my tragedies into comedies

Because no one bought tragedies.

Ordinariness became a way of life

Epic machinery rusted for lack of use.

Here I am a part of this urban jungle

Breathing the polluted air

Sleeping in air-conditioned room.

Can't help it now

Even if it breaks your heart, my love.