The night sky


The night sky, one hideous fellow
Starry, yet dark
Shimmers because of the dark
Sure there’s more to it
Sure there’s more to it
The night sky, one hideous fellow
Light is one of its needs
Wet of rain on days of no choice
Wet of rain in the nights of too much happiness
Lest one forgets it’s above
One by one it’s tittered
One by one it’s blown
All of a sudden it shone
Greasy, blurry, it flurried us
Gone into oblivion
One day
Sure there’s more to it
When it so opens up
I doubt what’s behind the confidence
The truth in its face
The faith in its bow
The bitterness of its laughter
Sure there’s more to it
Than one can ever see
Sure it stands to see
What it cannot see
And then there is a song
That once in a while
Captures the death of revelation
Reminds it to mourn
Why it laughs so loudly
When a smile will do its job
Sure there’s more to it
The night sky, one hideous fellow
That’s all, that’s all, it says

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Photo credit: Sanath Shetty

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