Fantasy Ride

Reasons are plenty yet quite wispy 

I go in to the fantasy world 

to make suffering less painful,

I choose to reserve the pillion, when we ride

I want to glide towards you, I wish to

coz that brings hope in to my life

As the mighty sun, salutes us with brightness

the Moon envies & subdues in to the clouds,

Not to make the moment less graceful, 

the rain drops pour in to our way, 

making the road mesmerizing, empty & quiet!

As the drizzle reduces, we laze on the

tiny grasses in the highway.......

My thirst for living in an utopian island

is quenched through my fantasy drive

As we near our wooden hut, surrounded by green lush tress 

on one side & blue waters on our backyard,

my scarcity of words to describe the moment

exposes my apthy & impuissance

I struggle literally in my literary

You walk ahead of me, straight in to those blue waters

My voice is hardly heeded, I want to say

"esperar para mi bebé" (wait for me baby) 

I ran towards the waters, I ran

across the sea and sands, I couldn't

find your face, your eyes, your words,

my anger gushes out, poor ocean 

puts itself to shame, as its unable to

conceal my tears & screams,

I lie low, very low, wanting to go

with the waves itself... I lose myself to that moment!

Suddenly my novelty reveals my reality  

And my fantasy ride fades off, infact

I was the lone rider on the solitary road

My face grim & my wish grizzles,

I face upward & pose a wicked smile to the creator

Uttering - You little bastard!