I am running behind a fur I want it, I reach so close it flies.
I am running, I am running.......
Still not hold in hand
I am thinking why is this happening with me but no answer.
In life, I gained , I lost but this fur ,
I am running and want to hold it but as i go close to it
it shifts to some other place I don't know when and how
I will catch it but I am sure one day it would be mine.