Falling star knocked the moon out of her course. There were floods and droughts. Somewhere above our hearts the sky was burning. We were helpless while universe watched. But it wasn't the worst that he's seen in mankind's age. He mildly remembers the times of war and hatred. Though however ****** the man was the anger seemed shallow to him. What he thought of was the million nights with starry skies made to make love. And while some did, others, like you and me, dwelled alone and empty inside watching the universe as he himself watched. The dark night showed only sorrowful face and silence lingered beneath the stars. Some thought about love that escaped their grasp, others felt lost caused not by the dark. And in both the universe saw the painting of pain as if souls could talk through their eyes. It is wonder that mankind thought the universe to understand the sole meaning of true solitude and despair. He came to realise that he too was the only one.