The Smog And The Star
I was told the twinkling star
Was you, Watching from afar
Over us, a guardian angel
For our life, thus dreams sell
And are bought by an innocent
Child, still untouched, unbent
By adulthood, maturity,
By the cynical, cruel city.</p>
Was you, Watching from afar
Over us, a guardian angel
For our life, thus dreams sell
And are bought by an innocent
Child, still untouched, unbent
By adulthood, maturity,
By the cynical, cruel city.</p>
Growing up, whenever I felt
Lonely, at times when joys melt
Into nothingness, to the sky
I looked, told myself not to cry,
For you were there always
Twinkling in that special place
In my heart, the father I could
Never know, with me who still stood.
That last solace is alas no more
With me, on life's craggy shore
Waves relentlessly beat, eroding
Deep within my heart the thing
Which secured me, kept me calm
Like an often repeated psalm,
Hidden is now your twinkling star,
Smothered by smog, unseen from afar.
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hi
hi,
nice concept...My grandpa used to give me the same story as kids...Thanks for reminding it.
Though for me it was nothing more than a story but you seemed to be comforted with that idea...If thats case whats the harm in believing in it even when u have grown up...Lets still believe that the TWINKLING STAR is there to protect, to bring joy and to bless...
Life is beautiful
Thanks for the comments. Let
Thanks for the comments. Let me try and explain the thought behind this poem.
While a plain text reading of the poem talks of a star which has stood for a lost father which is now obscured by the pollution and the smog of the city, thereby depriving the poet of a childhood solace and security; in the subtext of the poem the star also becomes a metaphor for dreams, hopes and tranquility in life and the smog a metaphor for all those ingredients of a modern urban existence which breed cynicism, erode hope, sully ideals and chip away at dreams.
I hope this makes the poem a little more lucid for you.
Yes it does
Thank you so much for explaining it.
My pleasure.
My pleasure.