I remember, you were the queen of my land of fantasy,
I was a slave destined to serve you,
And I used to wait and wait long in the queue,
For my turn to come till all else were done,
In the dead of the new moon winter night,
When the stray dogs have fallen asleep,
Even the crickets have given a gap,
To me you whispered those magic words,
But at the dawn you vanished, to your king I guess,
I waited thousands of years to get you once,
You told me, you’d come back when destiny strikes,
I look at the sky and the crafts that adorn it,
I will wait for the eternity again,
For you to come back and accept your reign.
(May 03,2007)
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Royalty, loyalty, and a well expressed piece of work, Amit....Nice, crisp, tight structure...Smooth tone....good written elocution employed...Solid crafting... FjR