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The stars whisper stories in patterns
That only I can understand.
The beguiling darkness beckons me
To a world of mystery and unknown lands.
The moon sings me to
Dreamlands of hope and joy,
And the twinkling, shining stars remind me
That even in dense darkness one can find
Pinpricks of hope hidden in the sky.

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It was scary how even thinking of her dreams gave her an adrenaline rush. How she knew that she would go to any lengths to get what she truly wanted. The places she wanted to go, the people she wanted to meet, the foolish and risky things she wanted to do… the wild in her that was yet to be released. The tattoos which were yet to be embedded into her skin, telling stories she could never say aloud. The hugs she was yet to give to all those who needed it but never uttered a word. The coffees which awaited her arrival, for her to gulp them down, the hot liquid cascading down her throat. The eyes she was yet to look into, the irises of browns, greens and blues she was still waiting to drown in, the mysteries that she had to decipher. The people she had to figure out, all the questions she needed answers to. She was yet to be the last thing people had on their minds before they went to sleep, the first thing they thought about when they got up.

When she thought about it, she wondered that with time, had she grown as a person or had she lost her true self, but believed that whatever the reason, it had been for the better. She was so addicted to her idea of perfection that she couldn’t wait for the moment when she could finally pursue it, when she could start her climb towards the stars. Many told her that all that she wanted was really hard to get, it was almost unrealistic. They told her not to expect too much or she would be let down by the results in the end. She was taught how it didn’t take even a millisecond for all that she dreamt of to collapse. But she knew, that it was only when stars collapsed into each other, that a galaxy was formed. She wanted her own galaxy of stars, her own universe of galaxies.

She wanted the best her life could give her, or the best that she could give to her life. She wanted people to love her like the moon loved the ocean. The way they would complement her steady rise and fall, the way their presence would reflect in her. She wanted to be deep, like the ocean. The further you drown in its depths, the more enchanted you are with its vastness and diversity. After a point, you try to gasp for air, try to come up to the surface to take a breath. But you are so consumed by it that no matter how hard you try, you can’t help but want to be surrounded by its presence.

She wanted to be the one who had it all. All the lives lived by one. She wanted to be the hippie who would do spontaneous, crazy things in life. She also wanted to be the sophisticated woman who would walk with her head held high. She wanted too, to have a kind and generous side, a part of her which would put her life down for those who mattered.

The thing with her was that she couldn’t stop wanting, her dreams and ambitions were her driving force in life. The hope and desire for better, for more, would push her through her worst. The bottom line of her life was that all she wanted from it, was all of it.

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When your faith starts fading
When you feel like a stray stone
Kicked by fate,
Just look at the stars
That define the night sky.
It’s then you realize that without the darkness
Even stars can’t shine.
When all you feel is small
Tell me isn’t it the atom that
Makes the world all?
When all you face is jeers and rejection
Remember the most inspiring faces came out of it
Breaking walls of limitation.
See the fighters; the stunt riders
Don’t they rise each time they fall?
Your fall is not ‘The End’
It rather makes your chin strong.
Believe in yourself; shine your own light
For life is yours; be your own guide
So next time when your faith starts fading
Just look at the stars that shine above…

This poem has been published in the December 2015 issue of The Teenager Today.

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