End Of  The Wait

When I behold you

My hopes take the wings

To soar high in the sky with grandeur

To mingle with its ethereal mood

Stars let loose out of the umbrella

To twinkle in my hairs

Moon walks with small feet

Up and down to the earth in rare fete

And sprinkle its soft silky light

Around me to keep away from public gaze

The charioteer with seven horses

Rises from horizon to bloom hundreds flowers

Draped in milky white costume

And crown glittering on head   

Riding on golden rays

Slowly descend with perfect ease

To cuddle the cosmic beauty

The poetry of love

Chiseled with most enchanting words

Roses all the way down their head in reverence

And drop their red and pink petals

To weave a welcome carpet

To thy gate ……………………….

To end the perpetual wait….!!!!

Ramkishore Upadhyay