Aspirations

Posted on by Reena Saxena

The young lad looks around
fascinated by the tallness of buildings;
intimidated by the slickness of motion
Adventure beckons;
he is unsure of landing spaces
but eager to craft stories
he will tell his brethren
back home in the village

crouched in a corner
smaller than the space
reserved for cattle at home
his dreams begin to crumble
but who knows
a mansion or skyscraper
may engage him
as a helper?

riding elevators to work
interacting with people
who look like the actors
on his tiny screen;
gaining goodwill
by hard work;
consuming success stories
to fire enthusiasm
he continues to plod along
on tiled sidewalks
to meet his dreams

Written for Poetics – City Love

28 thoughts on “Aspirations”

  9. As a child – and as a teenager – I too was ‘fascinated by the tallness of buildings; / intimidated by the slickness of motion’, but now they make me shudder. Everything looks exciting at first, but city life soon wears you down. You’ve captured that in your poem, Reena.

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