A Noose of Passion

Stepped out of college a dozen year ago,

With eyes full of dreams, 

With heart full of passion, 

To impart,

To change a few lives,

To learn everyday,

To be with youth forever;

Did grab a noose to the dream!

 For a couple of years,

Tried the best to climb up:

The rope seemed to be fascinating and pure,

When it was held by the predecessors;  

But the rope was too slimy to grip,

With the bare hands, 

It needed very expensive gloves to hold on, 

The passion makes the hands sweat a lot, 

So hopelessly dropped the noose

Jumped into the mire of chaos

With altered passions 

With existential intentions...

Hope to swim through it 

To the purple horizon!