Rain, the Story 2 of 3

Entry submitted in honor of - Constance ~ A Rambling Poet ~ Rain, The Story 2 / 3 In those beautiful moments, what she was feeling Was only an illusion of Aiden, created by her blessed horse Past, She was aware that she had only few more such moments, To enjoy the pleasures of Aiden’s company and To get completely melt and lost, In the lovely soothing, enfolds and embraces of Aiden. She felt, while in the arms of her princely love, Aiden, As if, the entire universe was flying and dancing and A soft melody was flowing in the air, Making her to feel, the ecstasies of joys and pains. The illusion was touching her mind and heart and it was Filling her with the sensations of an unusual lore. The sensations she felt, in the arms of her love Was beyond her imagination and perhaps, It cannot be described in words. She cried in an ecstasy of joy and mirth and closed her eyes, So that her Love may not get lost, when she returns, From the enchanting world of her dear Past. She was trying to grasp every image of joys, As if, she was blessed to preserve these serene moments, Given by her lost love Aiden, who was standing right before Rain, although, Rain had lost her love Aiden, many years back, When he went in a battle and became a martyr for a great cause. Suddenly she felt the warmth of a touch, Close to her lovely hairs and neck, given by her darling horse. Past appeared to be saying to her, to come back From the depths of his eyes, into the normal world of life. She slowly opened her eyes and found, The alluring images of her love were over, Only Horse Past and Future were standing very close to her, and Her horse Past was saying in his own language, She should now wake-up from the dreams of her love. She was aware that her horses were blessed to create only illusions, For a very short period. Past knew that after some moments, His powers to create the illusions would not work and before that, Past wanted Rain to return in her normal world. Horse Past silently told her by his expressions, It is now time to come back, Into the world of the realities of Life. Even in his silent language Past appeared to be conveying, that Rain should find a new Love, Instead of searching her future, in the lost and bygone days of her past. Ravindra Concluded in part 03 Contest entry: For this contest only Contest Name: Rain, The Story Sponsored by: Constance ~ A Rambling Poet ~ Written by: Ravindra K Kapoor