Bollywood: A dream or a dread?

Synopsis

With dreams in my eyes and my lips leaving a rustle,

I set my foot in Mayanagri-the 24/7 powerhouse of rustle-bustle!

With only a few bucks in my pocket,

I wanted my amateur skill to skyrocket!

With a middle-class background, and an ailing ancestor,

I started off my career being a background dancer.

I didn't know about its hideousness and brutality,

I was too naive to establish my own identity,

I had thought just like their movies, actors will be good persons,

it was too jarring to see them living happily now,

having no roof on my own head,

neither hell nor heaven!

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A young lad's dream was transformed into his dread,

Who had come in Mumbai to follow his zest and passion,

was now an incongruous soul whose faith and belief had ashen.

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This is the very first time I'm publishing my "very amateur" rhymes on Wattpad. Do share your views, and yes, there'll be lots of surprises in store of you.