At Some Point

Same dreams, unconquered yet,  but have been blossoming more than ever...  Same hopes, in a new cover perhaps,  been pushing to hold for a long and a little more...  The similar rumblings inside a head The usual war between a mind and a heart Have a soul ever got a chance to calm, I wonder! The wondering is the same again, as seems everything else.  But the calendar changes again. The new dates and the deadlines, yeah, I got one more year to hold! For those dreams, and hopes and a new one, that this year will see something better.  

Calendar changed. Another year passed. Same as usual - the dreams and the hopes are still unconquered and the taste of life is still mixed-up. Different in just the way those previous years used to be for everyday is new in itself and each year is different from another. Good moments and bad moments. Many mistakes and few prides. Little love and no fights. Many arguments! Above all, ‘explore’ would be the word I wanna use for my year. Not much as I dream, but certainly more than ever before. Everybody is struggling for his or her own goals, some clear and some blurred. It feels as if graduating is the toughest work one has to do while in college years but the real struggle hits hard when one has to step on the real working life. There are tougher things we have to accomplish, truths we need to realize and the system we may not like. Too much gloss is in lights, too much gloom in darks - confusion everywhere around. When I was doing my first job as a civil engineer in a rural ...