I heard a story as a kid
in which the dreams of a boy
were trapped in a closet
but the cupboard was locked
and to fulfill al the dreams
the boy had to empty the closet
this story was my childhood fascination
but i got a lot of scolding
for emptying my cupboard
My mom told me
that the cupboard cannot be emptied
but i continued to empty
the Closet of my dreams
Gradually i realised
Mom was as usual right
All dreams can never be fulfilled
Dreams keep changing
Dreams either come true
or are left behind
But dreams keep changing
And as I was growing up
My cloths kept changing
Old clothes were taken out
As new and newer clothes found place in
I was growing and growing into a dreamer
And everytime a dream was fulfilled
As a cloth went out of
the Closet of my dreams
Now I have grown old enough
but that child in me is still alive
And that child is quite scared
As the closet lies disorganised and dirty
Its hard to find anything
and it has been time since
anything has been thrown out of
the Closet of my dreams.
