Golden Dream, shattered

Everyone must have dreamt about being recognized at least once, if not more. I am not immune to that too.

I am sure

in my head

in the night,

I had it all

written down.

the poetry for

the ages,

the one that

would fetch me

the coveted prize,

the recognition

that I seek.

alas, I woke up,

and it was all gone.

why, oh why,

the brain

does not auto save,

but has a delete button.

who to blame,
need a scapegoat soon,
before start blaming myself.

must have digressed
by our discussion,
when your call came.
ah, feel relieved,
it’s not my memory
that failed,
just a simple lapse
of concentration.

or is it?
am I sure,
not a pipe dream,or
just an extension
of my hidden ambition?