January 8, 2008

starz....

When the stars came out to play
in the playground of the inky dark skies.

The clouds decided to tease the stars
they held hands and made the earth shiver.
Diming and hiding the stars' shiny glory.

The stars tried their best,
dodging in and out.
Twinkling at best.
They danced around in the skies.

This is an eternal game they have played
since ever...

Then comes out the moon...
in its full glory ...on its chariot of shiny white light.

The moon became the referee between the starz and clouds,
It pushed the clouds away and gave the starz their fair
time to shine and shine till the sun
came to chase them all away and
take over his rightful place in the sky.

The sun made the clouds melt away
and outshined the starz.
The moon quitely shyed away.

No one argued with the sun,
they all took a step back,
quietly,
bidding their time.
When the sun will tire and retire for the day,
then they would come back,
to play their eternal game...of
hide and seek.

1 comment:

shweta amitabh singh said...

I love the way this poem ends. Gave me a very satisfing feeling - hit the spot just right.