Dreams !

😇There lived a lonely boy, once upon a time,

Whose biggest love was to rhyme.

So every time, 5-the clock chimed,

Hard, he worked and towards his dream he climbed.

😇Residents there were materialistic folk,

Who avoided him whenever he spoke.

The boy was completely stone-broke,

And thus people considered him as a joke.

😇Soon, by the people he was shunned,

But not once, he succumbed.

To support him, some gave fund,

And their love made him stunned.

😇Every day, he worked extreme,

As he always upheld his self esteem.

He really desired to gleam

As bright as possible in his regime.

😇Soon, he became a renowned poet,

And with his talent, he became rich and famous.

He never failed to do his best,

And so his poetry was efficacious.

😇When once, to his village he came,

Many folks hung their head in shame.

But, he said - irrespective of how famous he became,

To them he always owed his fame.

😇Soon, happiness returned,

As all materialism got burned.

Even the poorest got the respect they deserved,

As the village, in love, slowly drowned!