A Dreamers Fall

World moves in a rush Swift of life a necessity A loner sat in a corner Set his thoughtful terms All call him a lazy guy There his smile never answered Vision always roams in invention Formulas that apparent There the device move in rush But that path was in solitude Tedium that creep sometimes But that mission was not over Creation is always element Creator a fool in others terms All innovations are their lifeblood But world funk and call a looser But his pave is indifferent That changes the world different! ! ! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.