Harbouring Panglossian hopes and nurturing visions Elysian
Venky led his life day dreaming and was a child to love’s paean;
Until the day reality decided to not just manifest but give him one royal kick
The impact of which made the poor Utopian horribly sick
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
He was gone to rust.
(Word Count: 56)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#143