Lying in my bed,
used to think, I did,
what have I done,
What will I be remembered for?
Time passes on
and leaves behind celebrities
who sign their name with a flourish
like a peacock.
On lookers are many
who while away time
admiring autographs
of celebrities.
BUT WHO AM I?
Just an onlooker
I want to be not,
simply admire celebrity
I want to do not.
A world of my own
is what I dream,
Touch the heights
is what I want to do.
CAN YOU DO NOT?
"Impossible!"
Let the world say
'cause I am on my way
making a world of my own.
Make a silver sky,
colour the Sun purple,
rebuild empire state building
and wear that feather of Krishna
All my dreams
will come true
when I will
make a world of my own!
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