Stars

To the stars that do not shine

Not a lot of stars are seen in the sky,

Not a lot of stars we know.

But they shine being light years away.

The lights travel and travel afar,

Betrothed to a darkness inside,

Anticipation in the eyes overrides aloof

Till the star desolates his glide.

Now the star is gone but the yearning not,

Last few droplets of light it shades.

Bearing no name nor a number

The celestial stranger fades.

Not a lot of stars are seen in the sky,

Not a lot of star that lives.

But their light (dark and little it may be)

finishes the journey and awe it leaves.