The morning sky is so clear.
The same was so different on the night of the prior.
I was lying down facing the sky.
It was winsome and looked like the heavens, a gateway.
Flaunting vivid, perfect pictures.
I could not believe that they were just a cloud's filters.
Either it was so realistic, or it might be the reflection of my deep dreams.
I was in my fairy gown whilst he was standing on the lawn.
I was twirling round and round.
Only awesomeness was our around.
We danced and danced amidst the colourful blossom.
And hoped that our life would be this awesome.
He pulled out a glittering ring from his pocket,
And also gifted me an alluring star locket.
In no time that ring was on my finger
And he turned out to be a startling singer.
His melodious voice made a way to my heart.
The whole thing was such a delight that night.
All at once, I heard a thunder
And the lighting was also its follower.
Everything was scattered in no time
And I was awakened from my world of rhyme.
Then I was alarmed by the realistic presence.
I realized this was our story that was yet to come into existence.






© Vidya Rao