Metrics Poem by joyjit sengupta

There are no benchmarks
Or yardsticks
To measure your success
And your dreams
You always measure up
to your own metrics

Steer clear
and stay away
From People
Who can steal
your dreams

A pocket full of money
Or your possessions
Cannot take you afar
But your obsessions can

A little bit of madness
Sprinkled with
The salt of life
Shall make things work right

Like an ostrich
Do not bury your head
In the sand
and dance
With your two feet
on the ground
Bad weather
never lasts long