Move On...

“It was a mistake I realized it later
I can mend it anytime I am the creator…..”
He then continues breaking his castle
“It isn’t working, It isn’t working” as he whistle

The sand was once again molded into new formations
The breeze was once again spreading the fragrance
Within few minutes it was a new mission
The beginning a bran new construction

Feels good that you don’t let your zeal die
But, is that justified for those who are shy??
It’s an inspiration for many the way you rule
But what do they do who cannot refuel??

Change is the only constant I agree
But I cannot move on I am a tree
And my roots hold back my soul
What have you planned for my console?

You started it all over again
Got new success now you reign
Oh my beloved, you got to be wise
Do me some justice so I can rise

I still hold the sand of the castle of my dreams
Keeping it safe from the tides and the winds

Slowly with time it surely slips my grip
Yet I am stuck and I want you to whip

So that I can also build a dome
And learn to live in it although Alone!!