To The Stars, I Speak
Wonder what would the conversations be?
While gazing at the night sky
An embrace unfolded a rely
When I found the sky twinkling with the stars
And the companion to converse with them was — ‘I’.
Looking above and feeling beneath
The stars were a vision of a retreat
The glittering ambiance of the sky
With the twinkle in the stars eye
The sangfroid of the surroundings
Portrayed and resonated a meaning deep
The phase went through to the stars I speak.
To the wonders of the silence
Of the finesse linen of darkness in the light
The breeze of flare
All the stars above are there to bright
That, I guessed made them so unique
For it’s not the light
But the dark which twinkles upright.
To the stars, I speak
Mesmerizing is your beauty, profoundly deep
Where the entire sky is yours
And you peddle your art of songs
Like the melody of the twinkles of hope
Like the spirit of the joyous living
The share of all its music
Bestowed upon us as a benevolent giving.
To the stars, I speak
To my only companion of silence
And the answers in the times of freak
And to the moments on reflecting with the truth
Stars act as catalysts like a light in doom.
To the stars, I speak
No matter if their lies a cloud of haze
You tend to shine your light bright
At your own pace and time ;
With your strings of perfection
To which some naked souls connect
To the talks with stars; remains untold.
A lot are the mysteries
For a known in the unknown, not plain-sailing
And sudden mystical beats of emotions
To you, I look above
For I feel the wonders of calming peace.
Just for the moments of grace
Twinkle out your stars beneath
For I look above the sky; in hope
To find my stars to who I speak.
