By Avranill Chakrabarty
Night falls, my mind takes flight,
Yearning to soar, to sing with delight.
Can I achieve greatness?
Discover new lands?
Can I create masterpieces?
Craft iconic wonders?
Predict the future?
Star in a cinematic tale?
But as I dream, I savor simplicity,
A cold, sweet ice cream's ecstasy.
Greatness lies within,
Not in grand gestures, but everyday beauty.
By Avranill Chakrabarty
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