A dream


A dream

I glide throu' this Sky,
With a Rainbow chariot,
Where Sun and Moon guiding me;
They' re the torch of my chariot,
Leading me day and night 
Oh,the white Clouds of the Blue sky__  
The feathers of my chariot,
You're moving from the north to south pole, 
When the soft breeze caresses you 
Or serves you as the fuel of my chariot
Now I can flight everywhere like an omnipresent;
In search of the one I love,
As I dont know where she is-
And she doesn't know that I Love her,
But I'll gift her the glowing stars of this blue night
As diamonds on her crown.. 
VIPINS PUTHOORAN

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