Some days I am Van Gogh's starry night,    
other days I am his parting letters.

If she were a celestial,
And I among constellations -
Then she would be the sun,
And I the moon.
Then I would be a star,
And her a heavenly angel.
Then I would beam brightly
At the mere presence of her.
Whenever needed,
Never receded
Neither eclipsed,
The light shone would be ours together
No matter the luminous object.
From the pledge of our marriage
There is a beauty so rapturous
In a love bathed to our family,
Fellow friends & strangers
To whom too are showered
In light of our joy & happiness.

What must it be like? To be
⋆｡°✩ A STAR ⋆｡°✩
Seated in the midst of excellence,
Beyond the every day's sub-par.
Shining.
Big, Bold, bright and golden.
I want to be one.

The subject of jealous eyes and deep desires.
⋆｡°✩⋆ A STAR ｡°✩
held high in sky and sparkling fires.
To live in richness and drenched in luxury,
The realisation of all the admiration,
a being of sheer fascination.
Born all adored and golden.
Shining light near and far.
One day. I want to be. I will be.  
                    ⋆｡°✩ THE STAR ⋆｡°✩

bags under my eyes
glitter on my nails
impulsive thoughts
and my room is gross
I'm a star rock star?
well, not so far
but if I get the chance
I will be one, I guess

Do not do it,
Do not let yourself slip.
Under current flows,
Let it be your peace.
Your religious mind,
Has you weak.
Cast your spell,
And try to miss it.
Your soul is bound,
To this unproven lie.
Don’t throw stones,
In this glass house
Just whisper softly,
Don’t bring this house to the ground.
Don’t shatter everything,
Let it be, let it go.
Don’t be the star,
In this reality show.
I’ve seen this ending,
I know the way that it goes.

In the night sky, a tear takes flight,
Like a shooting star, it glimmers bright.
A fleeting moment, a whisper of pain,
Yet in its journey, there's beauty to gain.

Each drop that falls, a wish on the breeze,
A spark of hope among the dark trees.
Though they vanish, like dreams in the air,
Their light lingers softly, a reminder to care.

So let each tear shine, then fade from your sight,
For even in sorrow, there’s magic in night.

my greatest secret
none of this was planned
for decades I've been
busking it, hoping no one
will spot my inadequacies

I made a beautiful thing
but it died for an uncaring world
looking for commercial beauty
a fast track to the stars
big houses fast cars
the gem was lost for what it was
a time and a moment passed
lost seconds after it was born
never stood a chance, buried forever
in the graveyard of could have been

we all have a spark
a burn to make a mark
sometimes we are seen
in the darkness of creativity
sentenced to the madness
of looking for the ultimate thing
others fade like shooting stars
beauty seen once, then forgotten
in the next meteor shower
some never bright enough
for even the darkest night
are you with me brother
we die and the sky won't cry
even for our most tenebrous sins

Perhaps, the one sole star
that we wished upon as kids,
wasn't ever about the glowing speck
in the seemingly endless sky above.

All it took
were a few wakeful nights,
to realize--
it was, and always had been,
you.

Me with Mr. Moon
Time's fleeting so soon
Trap in this starstruck view
Till come the morning hue

Me with Mrs. Sun
Waiting till she's done
Her fiery flames so bleak
She shines at her peak

Me with my dearest Star
Dancing from afar
It feels like an endless dream
Right for my heart to keen