Never say, you cannot reach your destination

Remembrance of which, is a tribute to your Zenith.

Sometimes, nature plays a trick

It churns the mind, and brings forth the binary world

Of which, you are deemed to choose

Fantasy as it may show, you may believe this is my world

A new world, with the power of the unknown.

A new world, and its unchartered territories

You are in a trance, navigating its possibilities

But the success, you believe, is all aloof

Because, haunting you from within, is an afterthought

Is this your destination?

Are you at home?

Do such thoughts, arouse a climax?

The need for a better world?

Are we so entangled in our dreams to succeed?

That we do not foresee our path?

This is when the need arise

To contemplate and to decide

It is then, you make a U-turn

Because, you have left your home behind.