AN AUCTION DOWN THE LANE….

BEWARE: bending minds to a narrow perception path is extremely harmful…

Far, far there he sees a light

Shining the valleys dusk and dawn

As he moves closer and closer

Brae, seems to indulge in LEGACY

Assured for all the gift of time

Be it a fruit or a thorn

Hazy, seems the fairy feud

Gusty desire keeps it DEAR…

Down the road some footsteps he sees

Big and small, clear and vague

Some stop by the sides; some

Goes far and far from his eyes

The aim- good, evil or fake

The stand of victory remains for sake

Gamine manner, it pushes him harder

To escape from, say MANSLAUGHTER

Jovial feet, oh yet to reach

Tracing the brightest star to shine

For the act, a psychos’ stricture

Begging to ponder the lost FAME

Auction of dreams happening

Down the lane, he makes A CALL

A sweet nocturne it sounds for all

Need of the hour, it is for him

GO, RUN, FETCH THE GLORY

VICTORY STAND IS STILL EMPTY

Author's Note

an auction of dreams happening,common man makes a call...its easy to make a call..
but to turn the dream to real,he /she needs to digest the scenario...