Monday, August 18, 2008

A Night under the stars....

Cant say wat i mean here but just so that it doesnt go obscure, i tell you a story of two feathers and a starry starry night....

A few lines from the song though it cant be related much to the story only that most of the story was a starry starry night....

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,

Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Now for the story....

It was a night under the stars
When a story began
Of two feathers that glided across the sky
Of two gypsies who crossed their tracks
Of two lamps who lightened yet enlightened each other
Of two spirits who just seen their own reflections

Both had their storms of the past
The occasional thunders of the present
But blowing it all aside

They embraced the chill of the future

Love made them fly high
Their togetherness at times risked
Rising above the logics and theories
They floated in the realms of fantasy

Their coats touched, caressing their souls
They flew near they flew far
They ignored the sun, got wet in the rain
They knew their today, didn’t bother about tomorrow

One day the time stopped
A wind brought them close
Blending them into one
But soon it was gone with only dust left to see

The feathers fell to the ground
With a silent thud
Anonymity preached
Distances kept

One fine day a whistle blew shaking both the core….
A strand of silk
A speck of love
A fragment of life never understood

A beginning to the end
One that was never thought of
An end to the beginning
One that was never fought off

A mighty wind again blew
Taking the feathers apart
A moment of dawn
A moment of dusk

A day of sun, a night of stars
A fortnight of spring
A month of winter
Time had spanned a whole eternity

For now the feathers had gone
Leaving their game incomplete
Strewn worlds apart
Still somewhere around

Somewhere with feelings
Feelings of being loved
Love that started on a lovely night
A night under the stars….


Meow said...

That's how it was destined for those feathers
To love & also brave the harsh weathers
No doubt they left an incomplete story behind
But nevertheless, it's a story one of its kind.... so don't cry that it's over but smile that it happened!!

Starry starry night...lala lala la

Stranger in the mirror! said...

storms in the past,yet they embraced a future...Beautiful rendition of a true story perhaps...many lines seem to jump out at time..liked your blog..will definitely be a constant reader in and out now on...:)all d best do keep the words flowing:)

Chaggoholic.... said...

Meow u know i luv ya.Lol thnx for the lovely comments....

Dew thanx for comin.Yes this is a true story.My last attempt at makin myself heard. I appreciate the thought and the forthcomin constant readership that u gift me.I will truly cherish your friendship mah frnd....