Expectations are nothing but the baggage we carry
Getting cumbersome, with each passing day
Expectations can be a vicious thing
Playing tricks with our mind
Just as a mirage making everything appear sugary sweet
We're envisioning a perfect fantasy
Which can give us unmet and nasty shocks
It is hard to know 'Expectations'
It is a falsely display of opportunities.
Hope that the morning will come with hugs
Feel the glory, if it does
Hope that every conversation brings closeness
Feel the relief, if it does.
So expect the least
But do your best
Cause life is unpredictable
With speed breaks and sharp turns.