Chasing a dream….chasing a dream,
Running down that long dark corridor,
Looking for the door, 
Hoping to turn that handle, 
Which will take me to that place… 
That place that I dream off….
Full of bright colors and sunshine,
Filled with unimaginable wonders and sweet sweet melody,
That place of my dreams…

At first it amazed me,
Filled me with awe and wonder,
A place where everything was just right,
That place…that place of my dreams…
Then it began to taunt me, filled me with despair, 
Coz my own world seemed lacking, 
Unappealing, dark and gray.
I wanted those colors, 
I wanted that light, 
I wanted that warmth,
I wanted that place of my dreams…..
Now I’m haunted,
It consumes me, mocks me, teases me…
I run, run this endless corridor with a madness in my head,
Just a little more, just around this bend,
There lies that elusive place,
That place of my dreams….
I stumble and fall, yet I get up and run,
Run till I’m out of breath, 
Run till my legs ache, 
My body gives up but I still run,
To that place of my dreams….
It will be worth it,
It will be everything I have ever wanted,
The shadows around me turn darker,
The whispers of doubt louder with each step,
The cries of the ones I left behind ringing in my ears,
Yet I keep running….
Running to the place of my dreams.

Where is it?
Where it that door?
 When will this end?
When will I be filled with joy and peace?
When will I find the place of my dreams….

Just a little more…
Just a little further…
Just another corner…

– Shikha