'STAR'RY RIDE....(in response to an article)
Reach for the stars with your outstretched hands,
embrace their glow with those open magic wands.
Fasten the belts as an enlightening tour awaits;
to discover one's oasis amidst the colourless sands.
Reach for the stars shooting through the moon,
tryst with pain and sorrow, ends pretty soon.
Battered souls make a chime of broken glass plates,
letting smile grow its the pain which one be ready to prune.
Reach for the stars jumping off with joy,
making the elation visible without being coy;
a bent line on lips can change saddened traits,
be good to all, by lending help ,to god's gracious ploy.
The stars are reached though the work ain't done yet,
for being among them and glow few do's are to be met.
how dark may it be or how less may be the frets,
the tune must come out straight sounding absolutely perfect.