I Have to Find My Star

In the emptiness

Of skies, filled with

Innumerable stars,

I have to find the

Star that belongs

To me.

 

Galaxies beyond galaxies, filled with wonder,

I know no name, nor a sign do I remember.

 

All I remember,

That on the very first morn,

When thestars embarked

Through early light of dawn

Through the vastness of skies,

Another star glittered

In her wondering eyes,

Similar to that star,

I too carry a dream in my tearful eyes,

Embellish it with tears like stars in the skies,

And keep on waiting

For you to pass by.

 

Lost things, they say,

Are sometimes found

In the same amalgmation

Of dust, where once

They were lost.

 

I too have to find the

Star that belongs to me.