Treading fast, high on the rise, I never looked behind,
The fellows who joined me there hada dbeen left far behind.
I celebrate the success, and each achievement
With fun and frolics, and many a merriments.
Every time having new friends, until morning that never ends.
I had been workaholic, working twelve to fourteen hours
And thinking nothing but my work, in rest of the day hours.
I had got wings to jump from peak to peak,
Aiming to land on a new higher peak.
I did not listen to any call
From my parents and, my childhood pals
To my deaf ears they did fall.
I continued alone rolling the ball.
At my success they did cheer
But they could not come near.
Ageing life, need of a wife,
Never became an obstacle in my career strife.
My bank accounts, full of dollars
Had become my scatting rollers
A Hotel’s room became my home
Elaborate like a success dome.
Here every happiness I had to buy,
Although to none, I had to reply.
To question me none can dare
But with no one I can share
No gleaming eyes with a smile
At the ceiling I just stare.
On the top then one day I found
Myself aloof, nobody around.
To cross over the next, a deep long valley was on way
But with my wits and guts , I had been on sway.
High speedy winds of commercialization
And sinking market heavy ,blizzards
Soon I had, against me and around for help no wizards
First time in my life I failed to steer,
My mind is full of falling fear.
As there is no one lullaby against any odd.
To boost my moral no one sing any ode
@CSVijay