If Sky is my way,
And Rainbow is my chariot,
Where Sun and Moon will be the torch of my chariot,
Clouds as the feathers of my chariot,
And Wind as the fuel of my chariot,
Now I can flight everywhere like an omnipresent;
To find out my lover,
As I dont know where she is-
and she doesn't know that I Love her.
But I'll gift her the glowing stars-
as diamonds on her crown..
A wonderful imagination Vipins. Greetings to you. Dr.V.K.Kanniappan
Awesome! its really a poetic heart. i will also gift you the glowing stars.
So heavenly Vipins! There is the celestial light haloing your love.Stupendous.
Some lucky girl is waiting for the star bangle chariot you paint with words...glowing poem indeed...regards
You roam in your chariot with glowing stars in your hand to give your love whose whereabouts you don't know. Don't worry friend. Lord Hanuman will trace her out and bring her to you. Skyhigh imagination!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful imagination.jk