Summary of Starlets

No they lie so quiet

Amidst the silent night

No they wouldn’t fall in love

They are saving their light’s kiss

No they wouldn’t move elsewhere

They fear falling on some mortal’s wish

No they make no noise

They resist the deafening sounds

No they refuse to wake up

They worry they would see the real surmount

No they wouldn’t give in

They fear it would all crash and shatter

They hold it all tight within

They fear they will never recover

And so, they are hung up high

All shiny and sparkly up in the sky

Dangling there since the heavens came to life

Looking down often, they smile

Wondering what it is to love and be loved

Even without a heart break they sigh

An Ode to a Cynic!

No humour comes easy to a heart plagued with grief

For a heart made of remorse rarely understands relief

There’s only but one truth that stands true to his belief

Its shadow called ‘doubt’ clouds all that it perceives

For a cynical heart hasn’t really ever had a true reason

And shall also never even ask for one

For it has learnt many other ways to grieve

A heart that is at a duel with its insufficient self

Has many inventive cures to revive its disease.

One can only try and knock to see if there’s someone indoors

But one will always be disappointed to find it locked and will retrieve

For a cynical heart is never just yet ready to meet