the stargazer

The night is on
The moon has lost its half
Eaten by darkness
Like an inverted semi arc it floats
Amongst the thick dark clouds
Its countenance bleak

A stargazer, I stand under this great night sky
A cool wind breezes by

No more the nights are dark
Like the star spangled sky
The earth is lit by the hands of men

No more does the bird have a night sleep
He is kept awake by the neon by his side
For him his sun never sets
Waned he cries all the night
His dreams are stolen by this yellow light
Shining bright by his side

A weakling with a sharpie
Comes under this great carpet
He isn’t awestruck by the stars
Cos he is burdened inside
He doesn’t smile at them as he used to
Face down with a heart heavier than head
He sits on that lone stone


His hands doesn’t move
His thoughts run wild
Among the woods of imagination
He puts his head between his legs
Holds the leg tightly with his hands
None can see what he is doing
Under this cold dark night sky
Is he lamenting?
What is lamenting for?

As a ship tossed down
By a huge wave
He falls down
Is he breathing?

I, the stargazer, stand
Under this dirty rug
I feel this world is inverted
The things meant to be up
Has come down

I walk to the man on the lone stone
He has fallen and not risen
I take this paper from him
Scribbled are the words that mean nothing to me
Maybe his words would have deceived him
He summoned but they didn’t come
Lost for words
An empty pen by his side
Seven lines remain
“I was lost
To be found by this divine light so precious
Painted me in red
No more alone
No more in pain
I’m taken on the wings of angels
I’m called”

These are his last words
If it makes sense to you my friend
I want you to find this divine light

Written by Vinal Raj R
On Friday 27th November
Time: 2am