Limitless yet Blue
This is a poem for people, People, like you and me, Who make themselves sticked to radiating screens, Pretending to be busy to avoid the bustling crowd. And also, For those people, like you and me, Who let their guards down under the limitless sky, And make their agony flew away along with the shapeless clouds. For those people, Like you and me, Who call themselves an Astrophile -lover of clear blue skies, And find themselves mending their broken heart,one piece at a time. For people, Unlike me and you, Who no longer believe in stargazing, And have lost a part of themselves along with the last seen shooting star. For people, Unlike me and you, Who think grieving under the blue sky, Won’t make any remarkable change, And the wound will beat with same painful pace. So, you see there’s a single strand of string that has kept us connecting, The clear, vast, limitless blue SKY. Some like us are still connected, and some are ta...