Chariots Of Thoughts

Raindrops falling down the sky
      Clouds floating around in mirth
      rainbows as romantic backdrops
      Moon and sun, wait in wings, in their evenings best.

      Sitting under a pine tree,
       pining for you
      besides a stream, floating and jostling on the rocks
      rays of evening sun filtering through
    forming your images on the shadows (virtual sunclocks)

    Will the clouds go, or will it rain
    will it be moon, or scorching sun..(to pain)
   Can you hear the echoes of my love
   as I call out your name again and again?

      Will you come , or will you not
    it only will make rainbows--soothing cool or hot
   even if you cannot come on wings of time
I am sure, you will come riding chariots of thought...

     The Princess of my dream
     heralded by a vibrant Royal band
   coming besides a stream...(to me)
   ( to sit with me under the pine tree)
   looking into my eyes and holding my hand...

~Mukul~

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