Beach-Side Paradise

Sun kissed petals blooming along

splattered with hues of green, ocher and fawn

potted bonsais and ornated plants

bees humming a trance casting chant

such will be the backyard of my dream home

far far from city's monotonous drone

no sprawling mansions do i lust

just a cosy nook by the sea's bust

where i'd be wakened by the symphony of lapping waves

where i could celebrate my culminating days

just a place to call my own

sans pyramids of hierarchy, ladders and cones

day in and day out spent with loved ones

smiles and laughter adorning the ambiance in tonnes

I see myself at sixty six

wrinkled more with experience than age, with teeth needing to be fixed

gray hair glistening on my crown

retired, all smiles, no frowns

thrilled to be in the beachside home- a childhood dream

aging gracefully, a buoyant river phasing into a calm stream

the seaside air keeping my spirits soaring high

rediscovering n recreating myself by and by

leading a simple pretense free life

donning the hat of a mother like my own and a perfect wife

growing old with that special someone

loving him with every fiber of my being and never being done

taking daily nocturnal sea side walks

with the wind flirting with our gray locks

celebrating this roller coaster with valleys and peaks

"I have lived" my last words should speak

this 18th birthday is special for i present myself a dream

to dare to be all that i can become, as hard as it may seem

conquer heights, scale the greatest peaks

but in the end, only happiness should i seek

live a thriving successful career oriented life

be the best in what i do, learn continuously and strive

enjoy the phase and earn ample to afford my beachside paradise

and live a life deemed to be first fire, then ice