Prasadthesailor__/)_/)_/)

Away from this world, to a paradise we shall run. Our sails be unfurled, in dark, after sets the sun.

The birds sang in chorus, your voice, my delight; woke me from reality, an angel in twilight. Something had been taken, I searched, found no clue; too green to comprehend, that feeling so pure, so true. Teen years in between, since then, until today; I’ve longed for my heart, forever and a day.

When I feared speaking to you, I wrote. When words didn’t flow, I drew. When colours seemed to fade, I listened. When nature turned silent, I looked within. Found you and I was left, speechless again.

Sitting by the window, watching the stars above, it’s you who comes to my mind, it’s you so close, to my heart I find. But still you’re so far coz to me you are, like a star I can only watch, like an angel I can never hold. It's you who I dream of every night, it's you who is always so close to my eyes. But still you’re so far, coz to me you are, like a star I can never touch, like an angel I can never kiss. All I can do is, be your true friend, till the end. To be the first to catch you, coz sometimes, even stars fall !

Winds kiss tender, on thy cheeks, shall be me. Kissing thy feet beneath, soil shall be me. Moisture that rejoice, on thy lips, shall be me. Slipping down thy body, raindrops shall be me. That is how I shall, make love to thee. Coz one fine day, dust I shall be.

Dew drops shine red, slipping down your face. Woke me from dead, your beauty and grace. Time won’t pluck late, a bud you’re no more. This moment, your fate; tomorrow, an unknown shore. Ohh Rose! From far I’ve flew. Before the gardener knows, let me pluck you.

My armour feels so heavy, when I see him swing his sword. Seeing you besides him, makes me feel so low. So I lay down my sword, my shield and my glove. Coz I cant match a king, blessed with an angel's love. I’m not a warrior, neither a prince nor a knight. I’m just another soldier, who can’t match a king's might. I don’t ride a white horse, nor I live in a palace of gold. I sleep under the open sky, even in weathers rough n cold. So I lay down my sword, my shield and my glove. Coz I can’t match a king, blessed with an angel's love. I’m just another soldier, In an army of crores.

Life’s whirlpool turns, dreams and wishes it churns. Like sand from your hand, time slips, never returns. Like a story told, let life unfold. Rush not to the paradise, feeling apparently wise. That will be yours, whatever’s meant to be. Life's pages are turned, not by you and me.