Stargazer...

Under the starry skies he sat, waiting for the dawn,
All alone, he kept his watch, as the nights wore on.

Sharp and cold, a steady breeze, soon began to blow,
Still at ease, he stared above, watching the stars aglow

He seemed not, to take much stock, of the cold or frost
His gaze always looked to be, in the distant heavens lost.

Tomorrows...

Ever had that feeling, that the only thing in front of you was empty space? Not just in a manner of standing at the edge of a precipice… but more like… there was to be nothing beyond where you were.

Ever felt… that… all had been said and done. Felt that… there was nothing more to be seen… to be experienced?

Mirth...

Even to a man, who is addicted to gloom

For a dose of mirth, there is always room.

From the deepest pits of dire depression,

It brings us up… out of the oppression.

No matter how much, you think you ache

You are left giddy, in laughter’s wake.

Inspiration...

Wait as long we want, for the pebble to drop

In the end… we simply have to stop.

Even an eternity seems, just so little a span

When waiting for inspiration, to seize a man.

Walking for miles… and searching one’s soul,

Brooding for ages, and yet no thoughts roll.

Life and Death...

We celebrate one and dread the other,

With every breath we draw,

Ever since our birth, upon this earth

We fear deaths hungry maw.

Part of nature this has always been,

To cling to our flickering lives,

We cherish each birth, for what it’s worth,

Till to claim us death arrives.