My very first poem, composed in the summer vacations at the end of the first year at IITK.

Well, its very naive and not that catchy. But the poem does follow a very neat path. Its about how dreams are turned to reality.

No particular event that this poem relates to. It's just a general thought.

I was floating around
in the forest of dreams,
in the citadel of joy
and the ocean of gleams;

It was so beautiful
it was so ideal,
I knew it was just a dream
it wasn't real;

Lo and behold!
I could feel a force,
"come with me..
follow my course

Do as I tell you,
and you will see
everything will look
the way you wanted it to be"

I did as I was told,
cause I knew it was for me,
at the end, I was so happy
so confident, so glee;

I could have all I wanted
and this was reality,
I achieved it all,
except immortality;

Though it's not a forest of dreams,
it is still a garden of success;
though its not a citadel of joy,
it is still a mansion of happiness;

And though its not the ocean of gleams,
it is still an oasis of lights;
now, I

 am almost done with my life,
I have won all my fights,

But in the end
I have to say,
the force that did this all
was the thing that’s inside of us, each and every day.