When Stars Die

It is said

I often lie awake

And talk to the moon

Enchanting, bottomless eyes,

They say,

Of a rain-nymph in bloom.

It is said,

I often rise between trances

And scan the streets

As if looking for something;

And then turn away,

They say,

Sighing.

 

I am a dead end

With a ‘no-entry’ sign,

It is said.

And return home they all must,

With their desires and hope

Crumbling to dust.

I’m often found staring at the stars,

They say;

And they wonder why. . .

What is so intriguing ‘bout the sky?

 

 

They don’t know…

 

How you and I

Under a halogen street light, would lie

Melting constellations in each other’s eye,

Making Moon a listener to our conversations

As the night gently laughed by.

 

Until

 

That giant supernova

That exploded across the sky

Swallowed you so swift

I could scarce let out a cry…

 

.

.

And so it is said

A girl is seen sitting by herself,

Silently staring into the night. . .

 

They don’t know,

This galaxy is all there is between us.

Reviews

[annabellee]

wow such a gorgeous read and write, excellent piece of poetry, really loved this story, keep up the good work :)

[Manali]

Thank you so much :)

[annabellee]

you're most welcome :)

[She With Eyes Like Unsh..]

Bravo! Wonderful! Your work is wonderful and inspired! Keep up the great work!

[Manali]

Thank you..glad you like it! :)

[Vikrantsingh]

Manali, must admit one thing, you got smooth way of defining such a wonderful work and proper execution. I'm hold and my mind is saying read more and more (You're work)
Regarding this poem, Yes! excellent work and from start to bottom - It holds your Keenness and way perfect with proper execution.

Bravo!!
I will save it to my poetry section for later reading to remembrance.
Keep up the neat and tidy work dearie.

Cheers!
Singh :)

[Manali]

I am absolutely humbled! Thank you so so much for your time and appreciation. Hope to keep writing better to live up to your words! :)

[Vikrantsingh]

Cheers! Dear .. Great Spirit :)

Singh :)