Stars - a mystery
Gazing at Stars make me wonder
Are these my wishes glittering in the sky
I count when they fall
Drowning in a sea of fulfillment they dry
Are stars enumeration of our pains or pleasures?
Or lists of our guilts or losses?
If their brightness marks our confusions
Or twinkle as our feeling tosses
Maybe stars are a count of endless life
Infinite cycles of deaths and births
Relating the mysterious soul and heaven rife
Defining threads of edgeless circles
Endless thoughts and Limitless stories
Imaginations in my mind sued
For bringing them in words
This story is to be continued…

Star gazing is one of the best.. I love the part when you said "infinite deaths and births"
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