Aimless Is Vain

Dream is an illusion
             With ideas in profusion

We try , we sigh , we retry
             To realize this delusion

In the midst of despair
             Pinning our hopes on labour

Greasing our elbows;
Cutting the corners
             All in one to concretise the vision

Dull is thy life's étoile without toil
                   Holy grail in life makes you moil