A Shooting Star Poem by Sneha R

I look at the a light ray up above
And try to catch it with my scarred red hands
But it slips through my fingers sans warmth
Just like the people standing far away
Waiting to beat us, waiting to help us learn, waiting to get us all

My heart bleeds and my eyes rain
the sad well woven tale of a hundred good byes without good byes
I yearn as I sleep beside two logs
Crying for the warmth of mama's hugs

I yearn for that morning sun
But alas! It is the morning moon that shines on me
Devoid of warmth, devoid of light
Devoid of a single ray from a hundred billion I yearn for

Yet in the darkness there flashes a light
Bit by bit I grab it all; My mouth opens and my hands stretch out
As through broken wall to empty sky I see the twinkle in mama's eyes once more
She falls down as a shooting star and makes me feel loved just as I felt years ago

"When will I meet you mama? " I ask the shooting star
As I had done billions of days in a row
But silence surrounds me, like a thick blanket comforting the broken soul
"Wait for me my love" she whispers

And finally my day has come, starved of love, of warmth; of everything
I shall go but alas! Who will cry? (not even me)
As sleep kisses the tired eyes and a black veil pulls
But I try to pull back! But slowly relax as I realise
All but the world will be sad without me

11th January 2020