The Black Hole

I am a sky lover and stargazer:

"Twinkle twinkle little star

How I wonder what you are!"

Those lines keep resonating in my ears

All my years...

The worldly normality never hindered

My time with the sky and stars;

Every night, before I slip into sleep,

I stretch my arms to grab the sparkles;

I smile at them and close my eyes.

It never once occurs to me:

They are million miles away;

And takes million dollars to reach them!

Dreams don't just need perseverance:

I learned that they need pennies too!

Now, every price tag is amplified to my eyes:

All worldly things do have a price tag!

I lock all my favourite little stars 

And keep them in the attic far from my reach.

With no twinkle in my vision,

I step into the dull and dreary mediocrity:

Though I feel safe and secure,

My smiles and shines are locked away...

I can't help but be gravitated towards:

The luminous lights and colourful sparkles;

I see a Milky Way amidst the mediocrity:

I fancy the unrealistic beauty of it;

I love the dream-like folly against tangible reality;

I let lose myself in the mesmerizing,

Man-made, magical galaxy of entertainment -

It seems the easy escape route,

From my horrible choice of mediocrity!

I am relieved and rescued

By the man-made star world;

I am treated like a star as well;

I am lured knowing it is a folly,

For it makes many price tags affordable!

Indeed, I open my little stars again;

Now, I can afford my dreams one by one.

I am floating as dust with multiple hues

Blind to the gravity dragging - 

Dragging into the man-made black whole!

I believe: I get through it into a new galaxy

I feel so light that I can travel in light

I see the immense radiance of numerous stars.

Yes, I am out of the man-made black hole -

I guess I lost my fleshy robe there: 

Who cares?!?! Now I am literally in the galaxy -

Guess who is smiling at me - Stephen Hawking!