Stars
blink across the sky- like moments of passion across
a day,
Days
with no clear beginnings and forced snooze presses,
Snooze-less
fluctuations of chaotic time schedules,
Schedules
- that keep changing with every
passing hour,
Hours
- Finish, Leaving a taste of
satisfied tiredness;
Body's tired but mind isn't -
like a ravenous animal unaware that it can stop,
The
un-stopping floods with the emotions of thorough exhaustion,
Emotional
bursts of that alcoholic cancer in family and friends,
Friendly
- bursts of the sweetheart back
home,
Away
from Home - Unbounded happiness,
Cluttered with emotional bombs;
Yet
the night glows - hinting of a shine far bigger than that of individual stars,
Shine
of the productive timely work done with a clear heart,
Unparalleled
energy that pushes through emotions deep within,
Emotionally
- Sometimes I feel tired of being a
star,
But - It's not about me, It's just that the light needs to go so far;
