The sky and the stars.
I am looking at the sky,
there are no star flowers,
who has plucked all those flowers?
I am looking at the sky.
It is clean and clear,
who has painted it with single color?
I am looking at the sky,
The rascal clouds are not around,
The star girls are not found.
I am looking at the sky.
Do these star girls elope,
with the wandering rowdy clouds?
I am looking at the sky,
The star girls are back,
wearing the blue veil.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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