Clinging

We keep on clinging to the idea of utopia
And let the time pass in wait..
He knows the best time for us
For he knows what our hearts ache for..n
What is that which makes our soul elate...
Time is a running movie
We can't rewind .
We ,the heroes of our lives,
preassuming our roles to be real groovy,
Hoping to conquer at climax.
Every single scene played well
N every word uttered is worthy of applause.
We emote ,weave the magic
Enthralling the so called people around us.
Let's play it like a pro .
Whatever be the end happy or tragic..