Stars in my heart, A poetry

 Stars in my heart 

By Rahul Bendresh

The poem is based on a real life event occurred when i was a child 

Its about what a child thinks when he looses someone

“Very truly said that na we all are in a gutter but some of us are looking at the stars.”

I was Looking at the sky, stars and I, both quarantine

Was Feeling like a sweet,  but drowned in the brine  

Said bye to  the  random thoughts, 

By Recalling my  favorite  quotes 

I realized what was missing a lot.

I  painted  the  sky  with  my  unfulfilled  dreams 

As if falling in the sky and crossing all the realms 

Suddenly  I  recalled,  a  story  I  was  told 

-’Loving ones never die, they just change their forms’. 

In the coming stanzas I denote my grandfather by Da’

Da,  when  I  was a  child  you  tricked  me  mild, 

To  explain-  where  my  grandma  had  disappeared? 

You just glanced at the sky as if something  appeared

I saw clouds in your eyes that were just about to rain 

But they didn’t, maybe you  had no  reason  to  explain 

-the  pain  behind  the  rain  in  the  clear  sky  

Instead,  they  dried,  I  know  Da’  you  cried

 

With all your attention and mentions, something you said 

I still remember what I heard in the explanation you laid

Of my question and your greatest fear-

‘where  did  my  grandma  disappear?’     

she became a star, look in the sky son,

You  will  find,  look,  high  son

Your face became bleak and you could no more speak 

I  was  too  little  to  understand  your  pause 

Of billion miles or thousands of light-years clause

On that day I fell in the quest of that one-star in millions 

and one day you left me in the search of TWO, 

in billions and trillions and zillions  

And then I all alone

would wait for shooting stars

Not  to  make  a  wish,  but 

Just to look- where did they fall? 

There, I might find you and all, but

They can never fall, now this earth 

have no girth, to behold their fall   

They Just travel from one star to another 

Maybe this way they meet each other 

Tears of loss would often be controlled by my palm’s tips 

Till the best  answer came from  the most  beautiful lips 

Your quest was never mean to look at the stars high 

Someone hidden in the heart can never be found in the sky 

I holded my tears and folded my fears  

And no more waited for shooting stars 

Because whatever I was wishing was always in me and was always with me.  

-Bendresh

In memory of my lovely grandfather (Da’) and grandmother.

Based on a real life event.