By Ananya Dasgupta
Beside the wind beneath the cloud
Over the sky I cried so loud----
Your name and my fame
But you played the old silly game.
I waited like a condensed cloud
To tell me that you feel so proud
Clouds condensed and rain poured down
But still the old silly game you played on.
The Pole star asked me, "Why do you cry?
Why can't you count on that Zodiacs try?"
I lay silent on a silent night
Looking for a comet and a streak so bright.
As I glanced at Orion's bow
My mind was filled with love and vow
Reminded me of epics and plays
The moistened soil and fresh baked clays
So many dreams in unfulfilled promise
So many plans and floating in cruise
All seemed incomplete and all seemed vain
Emerged within an inseparable pain
A regret of loss, a regret of sigh
But by then I've reached so high
Dark shady trees and waterfall sprays
Beckoned me with cheery displays
I looked down to find my way
Across the clouds and windy sway
The top frightened me, I lost myself
I found a hand to lend me help.
White frilly gown with Godly crown
Stood my Angel in cloudy lawn
"Which way do you wish to go my dear?"
Asked my Angel, still confused with fear---
I replied to Him," I can hear a voice from earth
Calling me to join him and start
A new life with fulfilled dreams
Can you show me that way with your beams?"
Quiet and still my angel stood
"I called you , you ne'er understood
I kept my promise as when I looked up
I found your tears pulling me up
I vowed to you to lend my hand
My love my lady-- now you understand?"
Deeply Oh deeply I looked at his eyes
Those deep expressions that once stopped my cries
The same gentle touch I had longed for all while
Stands right in front of me with his lovely smile.
My heart stopped beating my mind out of senses
" Is it really you? " I kept asking myself.
He took me to his arms and said
"Yes it’s me , to take you forever to a place
Where no earthly wall can stop me to love you
Have faith in me and in yourself too.
Together we will build an epitaph of love so true."
Coloured flowers showered upon us from Heaven
God stood beside us with roses and blessings woven
"I would like to pick the red rose" I asked God
My Angel picked the white rose bud
Gave it to me and wished me with a smile
Let's paint it red together and wait for a while.
I looked up at him with tearful eyes
I found the moonlight in his cries.