Rainbow of Souls – ii
How would life be without hope, without dreams, he thought;
He believed in aimlessly reaching his destiny,
In chasing the brightest star,
His faith always filtering hope through clouds of doubt
But now, he wanted his clock to never move an inch,
Yet he wanted this moment to never have an end,
He was seeking love, not merely to seek and find,
But to find all that he held within, against it
He could now smell the world and her, of roses certainly,
Of the road she left behind, filled with her sweetness;
He was not under her spell but dreamed of standing,
A thousand miles away, at the gates of her rose pink city
Oh! The air is being too heavy,
And he stops himself from drowsing
Lest the aura of his dreams,
Does not shun down her true elements…
** to be continued