Unchangable

Oh these lines! 

These lines on our hands

why always guide you through

these sand dunes of time...?

I dream of a place

far, far away

where the world is a blur

and in delight we sway

I dream of a future 

where you can freely kiss me

where I can hug you tightly

and we can just be free

Free from these shackles

free to dream

free from their expectations

free to just scream!

But oh these lines

what you call as fate

would prove to be a hindrance

something I'd hate

I dreamed a lot of dreams

always saw you in them 

seeing, though, these unchangeable lines

I think they are to blame....