Alone Poem by Aryaman Kakkar

Alone

It is, and very truly so, said
That every star in the sky is a soul of the dead.
And here I sit under the summer night sky,
A star, all by itself twinkling
Hopeful and successful, in trying to catch my eye.

I sit here alone, lost in my thoughts, my dreams
In frustration I turn to the star and ask ‘How do you forever beam such beauty? ’
She give no answer, silent like the air.
She does not move, nothing like being free.
But are we really or are we bound just by being?

As I sat there pondering, content with my solitude,
I imagined a new being bursting into light or is it darkness, nude?
Aeons pass, burning bright, no sign of death becoming her.
But just as I thought lives aren’t numbered,
Her final burst of light to me was myrrh

I sat there all alone, with no one to have a word.
I sat there bathed in blue,
When a thought struck me like a passing bird.
Till no one cares for you or you don’t have a place to call home,
It is then and only then, we are truly alone.