Be my cloud...

Clouds of dark and light hues

drape the Moon around,

but only for a moment.

My heart longs to be swathed

in your embrace,

if only for a moment.

Let me be the Moon,

you be my cloud,

though for a moment,

who drapes me about.

I sail through the ocean of hope,
that when I reach ashore
and walk towards the Plains,
I'd be able to lie on
the greener grass
that lay always
on the other side.
And if I tread upon the mountain's peak,
I'd be able to have
the heaven-like view
of all the world around.
If my stars would betray me
my feet will return on
the very same path
to find that shore
to reach to the sea,
the sea of hope,
and I shall sail again.

In the confines
of my far-reaching thoughts,
I invite you sometimes,
to hear from you
a word or two;
to share with you
the moments,
though a few,

when I drowned
in the whole idea of you.
You had hummed a tune
in that brightness,
shone from the Moon,
my heart's strings had struck too,
the music, I heard within,
but it wasn't emphatic enough,
a little struggle
on its way to your heart,
Alas! It breathed its last
without seeing the rising Sun.

Then, you scale the walls of my thoughts
and leave at once
or I ask you to go,
not so later again,
you do find your way through.

At one instant,
you are with me,
and at another,
you have taken
a flight,
to the distant
territories,
on which I have
no control,
you love
to feed on
my anxious being,
You wonder at me,
at the
strength I exhibit
at times.
And that strength
signals me
that in no time
I will
rein you in
and it shall be
peaceful once again. 

In the face of reality,
no one is spared,
however,
some remain privileged,
others are ensnared.

Sitting by the lake,
Our eyes in the
waters meet,
Moon from behind
the hills,
has come out from
his cloudy retreat
and so mesmerisingly it greets!