O Purushottam
How would I tell you that you are the lord of my heart
Just like Indra is to Indrani
Such like Arjuna is to Prasathi
Your arrows like thunder had lightened my dark world
Just like the stars and the moon I want to light yours
O Kaunteya
My heart has accepted you as my lord
My destiny has find her abode in yours
My heart has found its beat in Hazel eyes of yours
My soul has craved your presence to complete
O Swetavahana
Will you come in that white famed horse of yours?
Will you ever whisk me away like you whisked away my heart?
Will you ever know that a maiden dark in complexion wants to be yours?
Will you ever let me listen to the heart beat of yours as I lay my head near your heart?
O Hastinapur Kumar
I have no want for all heavenly luxuries.
I want to become the fast for your war.
I want to become the peace of your mind.
I want to be the strength of your bow.
To be the devoted wife of yours and to serve you in this life and lives after.
I just want one title from you
The title of to be the Priya Arjunsangini
Nothing else will be as beautiful for me on this world.
O Partha
Someone described me that you are of curly thick hair. Someday may I curl my fingers around them.
That you are of hazel eyes. Someday I crave to drown in them.
That you are the most beautiful musician. Maybe someday I will be the inspiration around them.
That you are the best warrior. May someday I be the strength behind them.
Yours
Krishnaa
A letter to Arjun from Draupadi.
A new draft.
What will it be?
Angst?
Love?