A heartfelt reflection on dreams that remained unfinished, the pain hidden behind our smiles, and the courage to keep walking.
Sometimes life doesn’t give us the dreams we imagined—but it gives us the colours to paint a beautiful life of our own.

# Paint The Unfulfilled Dreams #

At night, when silence fills the sky,
And stars begin to softly glow,
I sometimes ask my restless heart,
“Where did all my dreams now go?”

Some dreams became a part of me,
Some faded with the passing years,
Some disappeared behind the clouds,
And some still shine through quiet tears.

I have known the taste of loss,
The silence behind a smile;
Yet every tear has taught my heart,
“Don’t stop—walk another mile.”

I know life is not a written script,
Nor does every story end as planned;
Sometimes we lose what we desire
While holding something else in hand.

Behind my smile are silent days,
Some wounds that time could never hide;
Yet I have learned to walk ahead
With all those memories by my side.

I will not mourn each empty page,
Nor count the dreams that slipped away.
There are still colours in my hands,
And there is still another day.

Let some dreams sleep beneath the stars,
Let some remain forever incomplete;
For life is not about having all—
It is about making what we have sweet.

And when my final canvas waits,
I hope I can look back and say:

“I did not live the life I dreamed—
I lived, I loved, I hoped…
and painted it my way.”

— Vijay Verma
 www.retiredkalam.com

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