When great souls die, dreaming of stars Incarnating their starlight in cosmos Flowing beats, harmony in fallen zephyr Dusk seems quieter, painted crimson sky Mourning sparrows, symphonies of battles Devils raining tears, torrential downpour While angels stitch wings with mementos Seldom masquerades by doleful nights, Slumber lost to all believers Albeit cocoon of their creations remain Turning into butterflies of memories Inspiring felicity in tomorrows Embers ignited, ashes forming rebirths Every fragment aches to relay munificence Greats souls die only to be born again, On repeat, prevailing upon the universe Thriving thoroughly along timelines Watering cicatrix, blooming flowers And when i read through their tapestries Stories feel utopian, an unbridled obsession Making me deeply wonder Do their ashes lay a rebirth too?
-- RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE POET AND THE POETRY --
Echoes of you and I, of metaphorical sighs and duchenne smiles in verses, of caressing climes starry skies in a stellar night, I defy the alphabets I write in you, sensibly sublime.
Bloodstains of murdered vocabulary in the white vehement curtain calls, with your essence and wildflowers, I bury the cavernous recital of you, in mortuary of sombre falls.
You are shrine of my memories and bitterly baked realities I chewed, to visit canopy of lamenting oxidized oxymorons, when my silences was blamed in saffron sunset hues, you gave a shelter to my unheard voices, humming forlorn.
Under the moon light Gazing up the sky Filled with magic that sinks in Like a tingling feeling down the spine A faint sensation of falling from a height Fading into darker hues of blue
It is silent music in the sky One by one, Blossom the sparkling dancing diamonds
Dreams I have on a winter night A void breathes within my soul Lost in thoughts of a heart uncertain Like the moon, We go through phases of emptiness And when it's full moon Once again, Feel bright, Feel full
The twinkling stars laughing at my voice They fall like the shooting stars Into my wandering mind Looking into the infinity A sky pure as water It's the reflection of what I see tonight
Caught in the day I run away Though I continue to love the light For it shows me the way I continue to love the dark For it gives me the sight To search for a meaning, And light up the night
As they become the street lights of eternity I walk under the starry sky Home is where the heart is But the sight of stars makes me wonder Am I a lost star?
There are stars I haven't seen The nights I won't forget Dreams I haven't dreamt People I haven't met Light I haven't felt Days I haven't lived Sunrise yet to dawn Flowers yet to grow I guess there's more to me That I have yet to know
For my part I know nothing with any certainty All that is now, All that is gone, All that is to come,
To the stars who listen Dreams that are answered Star light, Star bright The first star I see tonight I wish I may, I wish I might I have a wish I wish to tonight.