Stars in the sky, like diamond they shine
Do they realise why earthlings so much whine
There may not be a day, when they dont make hay
Irrespective whether or not there is sunshine
Urchins make noises, dogs make cries
Drawing everyone nearer their sorrows and joys
Why cant I find the same in the brines
They flow like a mad river
Do not discover anything new or worthwhile
Whenever one gazes at the sky
All one finds is the haze and misty wind
Winding nights bring their own respite
Well they flow like an inebriated mind
Oh! so clever is this mind, it wanders further
and then comes back to its den
Without even making one realise when
Thoughts are many but they disappear like air
Or get burst as bubbles
This hullabaloo is nothing but a short lived dream
Like apparitions they come and go as ghosts
Without making one realise their existence
When there is nothing
But to claim a false sighting or
Getting overhead when there is nothing to adhere
This attachment is losing its hold
making one see brass as gold
Words dont befit the thoughts
They look like scarlet dress on a hay
Why should one beg so much from this life
This world getting nothing
Stopping at no go Mysteries are endless
So are dreams getting them known is pressing within
But its like a volcano bursting with full force
Spreading the lava around, destroying everything in its path
Nature is beautiful , so is destruction
Why ruin and not make construction
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