The truth behind these stars....

Have you ever stared at the stars,

Wish to fill all of them in some jars…

Looks like so many eyes blinking so high,

Of Gods observing the world from the sky…

Then swiftly I get another thought,

As if they are lamps lightened by lord…

Then I feel they are dots on a beautiful blanket,

That covers and keep safe everyone on our planet…

And again my notion suddenly gets changed,

From God to kids it gets exchanged…

Now I feel they are blocks of a kid,

Creating different shape is the looker’s bid…
At times I feel they are dancers performing gracefully,
On the stage of the sky they move and blink beautifully...

Don't they look like a painting at times,

Tinted by few artists in the pastimes…

Sometimes their blinking looks like talking,

With each other, about the world they are mocking…

Blinking being their language to express,

Even without words, so much they profess…

Whatever is the truth behind these stars,

I just feel like filling them in my jars…

So that I can look at them whenever I want,

Leave the horses of my imagination loose and let them haunt!

Keep Smiling Alwazzzzz:)