The house of sand is yet half build
When a tide comes and blows it away
Leaving behind ruins like dreams killed
Which obstinately refuse to fray
On a shore where ruins persistently gather
Who can dare to build another
Who has a heart of stone
To trample the losses and mockingly move on
But then an illusion comes and lends a hand
Who cherishes your dream of a house of sand
And you just feel the whispering of a breeze of boon
Your dream would be a reality soon
You hold that hand and build it together
With desperation, anticipation and a curious feeling
But just when it feels this would last forever
I hear another wave in the distance reeling
O! how can you fight with the inevitable
You don’t want to let it go
The pain of losing all in front of you is inexplicable
But you just know it would happen so
At a hazy distance, stands a house of sand
Inside I see myriad glinting objects which tempt
Overcome by a rush to possess my own, i stretch my hand
And I realise the unfruitful eternal luring attempt
Another wave surfeits in the distance
And I don’t care
Standing by my shadow in a state of trance
At the ruins of life we mockingly stare
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