A Strange Dream

On a lazy summer night as I gazed at the sky
The bright for my company, we cheered for each other
A mild breeze blew as I closed my eyes
The silence around taking me to my dreamland
A cruel place it is, the real world around
And yet I smiled,
For my land was no place for anger or hatred
for jealousy or ego, for betrayal or self pride
T’was my world, my dreamland.
Filled with eternal love in its every corner
Wonder did I, looking back
when didst I have a place to call my very own?
The quest began with a gentle flashback

The loud thunders  with a rowdy breeze
The heavy rain and solitude to my company
As I spent yet another the dull night, hoping against odds
That my Zorro will appear with the next flash of lightening
My hero, riding a white horse 
Tearing the dark sky with his silver sword
Holding me in his arms and taking me someplace
Far away… to my dreamland!!

The wait was long but come did he, 
when the expectations were least
Bringing along unbound happiness and joy
I could never dream of
I felt a rainbow of emotions all at once 
Anger, jealousy, passion and most prominent of all
Love!!
Zorro had cast his magic on me
The Aragon with his magic sword
The lord of the rings claiming his queen.
Together we shared a dream of a wonderful future 
Blessed by all, oozing with confidence
We created a place for our dreams
For didn’t they say- fortune favors the brave?
Resolutions and promises and many prayers
To thank for the unique bond of endless love
Of companionship, which otherwise I’d never know

The night was still dark and stars still shiny
The cold breeze once again kisses my face
A slight caress and I woke up with a jerk
Was it all just a dream?
Did the Zorro ever come?
 I Frowned, as a brief sorrow passed
Alas! I’d never know for I missed out the end.
It was then that I saw two shadows outlined by the moon
There sat my Zorro right next to me
Holding my hands!!

I let out a laugh, a loud one for that
For years have passed and I have lived my dream
Memories.. sweet memories!
Strange is life yet I love its ways
As my Zorro and I, looked back to see
If we kept all the promises we made to keep!!
Of the dream we were living in, I now knew the end
It is a fairy tale love story
And such stories never end!

Waiting for you...

All of us have someone in our life - someone we like, we ache for, we love but are afraid to let them know.

This is for that special person.

Dear Rain
Here you come again
Falling noisily on my window
Knocking on it loudly
Hoping I let you in

Obliging, I open the window
Letting a fine breeze touch me
Fresh and pure
Feeling the gentle gusts I close my eyes, 
Take a deep breath 
The fresh scent of earth
Reminding me how much i love it! 

The round rain drops on my face, 
Transport me to another land
A place where i was with you
When it rained
when you ran around the field
Cupping your big hands, 
to hold the drops and splash it
straight on my face
And laughed - mission accomplished!

I frowned, disapproving
Chasing you all over the field
Seeking revenge... and yet
When i stumbled over something
i couldn't see in the rain
You came back
holding my little feet gently
kissing it,
relieving me of the pain
When you held my hand
Tight and yet gentle
Under the big oak tree
And made a promise 
Of everlasting love, 
Of unfathomable care,
Of unbreakable trust!

I open my eyes to see myself  
A lonely reflection in the window  
Staring at the clouds pouring down
I smile
I do i miss you but I'm glad
You kept all the promises.. 
And you will..For years to come
I love you me dear Pied Piper!

Looking out of the window.. 
I feel the strong gust of wind
It isn't rain that touched me
I'm wet with emotions, 
I smile again
And mutter a silent prayer

Dear rain,
Will you be my messenger?
And carry my love? 
If you see the Piper,
Tell him his music still lingers in the air
It still enchants me
Tell him... I'll follow him everywhere
Tell him... I'll love him
Regardless of time and space, 
I don't promise eternal love
But love as long as I live!
Amen.

The Piper Replies...

For long awaited he in silence, 
turbulent hearts convoluted minds, 
every song he played failed in silent misery he prayed. 
When the doors open after the second knock 
up comes a little angel dancing to his tune. 
With a red face she cries 

"for long didst thou not come tortured
 with pain didst we sleep days and nights 
monitored by the gray giants 
yearning for thy tune parchments 
didst i fill with my woes 
Oh piper why art thou late ?" 

Tears shadowed his vision 
humbled by the angels love, 
none did he explain to her 
not his wars with horrendous beasts 
not the journeys into lads unknown 
not the victory over monotonous grief. 
With a tender hug did he embrace 
a fatherly care not unknown, 
carrying the angel he played the tune the tune 
of joy of love of victory the piper's tune