Dear (erstwhile) Mom and Dad Now that your expectations have been met My name in good ranks set, The goal for which you had watered me I have now, scored it in flying colours. Let me fly with these hued wings Tied to my demented soul Escaping the cage of luxuries Whose glaring bars had blinded my eyes To smother my own virtuosic essence, To beat down my core's artist. 'Twas yesterday I realised; when With the result, I unlocked its prison door Only to find dried spilt talent And the stench of decayed passion; That I had given it starvation to eat And the desert drought to drink. My dizzy eyes let out a scream, The crammed high percentage drowned in my gory guilt- Topping the whole nation bore me nothing But a bucks full of colourless 'future bright'. I died that day when I lost my head When asiding my passion, I chose riches instead When my most understanding begetters betrayed me I was thrust into the fire of drudgery All these years I burnt and boiled Just to become a lifeless puppet And join the race of zombies Sweating to dig a grave for themselves To be buried under money. All these years to prove myself ( As if I was a theorem) My drooping eyes passed anxious nights In a cursed sleep of tensions. Now at last, don't wake me up I want to sleep forever and forever. You wanted me to soar high in the selection That I've done, bidding my desires away. I'm grateful, you did for me a lot By giving me a free choice of destined decisions. Now, I'll start my own career In partnership with Death. Just do me a last favour- In the clandestine night, enshrine me under The joyous Earth of a lively playground Where on me the flowers of Frivolous imagination shall blossom. Hence, adieu.