Ambition Poem by Rahul Aithal

When I was a little pup,
people often asked me,
'kid when you grow up,
what you want to be? '.

At this lovely tender age,
nothing much to care,
life still an open page,
wish I was a millionaire.

Future is not what you like it to be,
End, at times is sadder than you see.


So take off your load,
and get on the road.

I want to fly,
I want to sail,
I want to try,
till body gets frail.

Its my ambition,
probably intuition,
not an illusion,
may be imagination,
but an inclination,
to live by definition.