The Window Of Opportunities

​Started way back

But I guess there is no end;

From the blistering dust to the silent sand.

Dreamt too big

As any innocent kid would had

But then got to know life

Thanks to the pressure that I never had.

Thoughts of running away 

Crossed my mind

And I was out of my city

Knowing that no one is mine.

Moved into the crowdy streets,

Hoping that I’ll cross them by

But I was caught in the middle

Of an endless sea with no idea why!

Took it easy in the beginning,

But now I’m shivering.

The pressure is heavy

And heavier are the expectations!

My experience taught me one thing for sure;

“It’s not the walls in the room that matters,

It’s the Window.

The Window of opportunity!!

I realised this late.

When I’m no longer a teen

But as George Elliot said:

It’s never too late to be what you might have been!!