Tears of Stars

Tears of Stars

There comes a night, when even sky and the moon bid farewell to each other. The two lovers dwell deep in darkness, when their fate keeps them hidden. The sky seems lost and the moon is forbidden to be. Oh, how I see the mournful sky that has drowned itself in the ocean of despair. I see the stars hung up in the sky, like shining tears that never roll down the horizon. I feel the night is incomplete, just like every soul without its soulmate.

Once again, I close my eyes and your smile is all I can see. The cold wind breezing past me that was scathing me a moment ago, bothers me no more for your eyes bring warmth to my heart that turns even the most biting winter in a blissful spring. Oh, how I wish you were here. The silence that filled the distance between us when you bid farewell to me, I wish I could say just one more thing. Just one single word that would keep the both of us from parting.

I hope you can’t see the darkness I’m falling into, like an endless void as I close my eyes wishing to hit the bottom soon to end this nightmare of being without you. When we were together, little did we know that one of us would have to see the daylight without another. Or maybe we did, but we were so lost in the beautiful night that we thought our wish would come true – that dawn would never break again.

You had to leave me, like the moon leaves the night-sky. I know you’re still there, because the darkness I’ve plunged into, after you left, made me blind to every sight of you. Maybe this is the reason whenever I wish to see your smile, I end up closing my eyes. You’re there someone told me, I’m just yet to feel you. But has someone told this to the sky, whose tears brighten up the sky dimly in the hope to find the moon?

I glance above in the dark void, and I see the stars adorning the sky. Has the sky given up the hope to ever see its love? Or have I? I lost you an year ago when our fates tore us apart, and the moment I swift back to the moment when you held my hand for the last time, and nothing was all we said. Just like that day, I can’t hold my tears back, unlike the sky that holds back the stars. And I break down again, cry my heart out again. The more I wish to hold back my tears, the more they keep falling.

I look up at the sky. It seems I wasn’t the only one who broke down tonight, as all the stars fall for both of us in the sky. I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t hold back the tears anymore…


62 thoughts on “Tears of Stars

  1. This is an awesome piece of a story when the one you love wants to move away or you lose the person you love so much just like the sun that cannot meet the moon and they both depart in their single way and the stars too shine but do not meet the moon. A lovely and deep and profound story, Harsh. Awesome.

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    1. Thank you so much for this lovely comment! I am so glad to have you read my work and leave such heartwarming appreciation for me that always keeps me motivated to write more.
      I am so glad you liked this piece. 😊😊

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    1. Wow, I loved this comment. I loved it so much!
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      Thank you so much for these humble words. I am really grateful you took time to read my writing and appreciate it. 😊
      Have a blessed day!

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  2. When I thought you already are a fine writer, here you are just improving and improvingπŸ₯°Very beautifully written.. I could feel the narrator’s heart shattering! It was hard not to cry !

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    1. Thank you soooo much for these humble words! I am so happy to have you back again and grateful to you for you took time read my writings!
      I am so glad you liked it.
      Have a great day ahead! 😊

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    1. Damn, it’s such a pleasant surprise to have you over here. Thank you so much for your presence and for these humble words. I am really grateful to you for reading my work. I am so glad you liked it.
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      Hope you’re having a good day! 😊

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      1. My day is great,pleasure is all mine…I would be a sad bit if I missed these great write.Masterpiece I must admit….Keep it on buddy.

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      2. Thank you so much!
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        I just read your work. The simplicity with which you describe and show the feelings is truly commendable bro. So delighted to have met you too! 😊😊

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      3. Just like your’s,had to read it out to a friend and it reminded me of the days I used to recite poems but in lower school.The emotions you evoke all entangled in the distant galaxy was unmatched.

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      1. I just posted this poem, and was going through everyone’s posts. I even read a few of yours too. They are captivating, but I still wonder how you manage to write so much and publish at the same time. Great!

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      2. hahahah, firstly i write some post in note pad or word.. thrn i use to post all on same time.. as i got any material to write i just note it and as i get time i post them.

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  3. And I thought people just moved on when they were tired…..tired of their beloved? When it is about love you ‘wish someone else would tell her’ and when it comes to the goodbyes, you straightaway walk into person and tell them. I don’t get the logic man! And what option does the other person have than to go by your word?
    If it was true, you would’ve tirelessly been together. If it was true, you wouldn’t have waited for someone else to tell her. If it was true, goodbyes would mean nothing. If it was true she wouldn’t have had to drag all alone just when she needed you the most. For if it was true it would’ve been forever or never.
    Did the ‘winter sunshine’ really turn into the unbearable summer heat?
    And here, somebody once wrote on my birthday card “there are far better things ahead than any we leave behind.” I still doubt it though.
    P. S. – You’re absolutely free to consider this a spam.

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    1. Hi, hope you’re doing all well.
      Really glad and appreciate that you took time to read my writings, I have always been grateful to friends who’ve actually helped me write better, since they write themselves extremely good!
      I wonder what made you no longer continue posting your write-ups. I once looked for your blog, but it seemed you have deleted the account. No worries, boards took a toll on all of us. Hope you consider switching back to it again. πŸ˜„
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      Oh Dada, such a big comment. Happy to read. Before I go on replying, you should know, and know that well, that I took this as a prompt and it’s purely fictitious. In no way, when I write, I take inspiration from my past or experience. Very rarely I do that, and if I do. I, extremely rarely, post it online, because I never wish to share it. Except the one you just referred to in the comment, πŸ˜‚ obviously I had no other way to let you read that poem. Hell I didn’t even know you checked my blog. Glad you could read it.
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      I hope you would consider all I said while reading this. I’ll go by your comment line by line.
      Tired, or tired of their beloved. They both are pretty different contexts, and in any case a person moves on, it’s not just because he doesn’t find any hope in that situation. Sometimes it’s because that person’s been there for so long that he/she might wish to leave for the realisation that life is moving, but they aren’t. And they’ve got to too.
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      You clearly didn’t read the last line, Pragya (Kumkum Bhagya Wali) πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ (oh, you were so right when you bet me that I would never forget those days)
      If it was true. For a goodbye at the end, there had to be a journey, a journey walked (not alone) but together. If there weren’t any, what would a goodbye exactly mean. Or would it be a goodbye anyway?
      Needed you the most. A void never arises out of nothing. Either it’s because of absence of something, or because of sense of incompleteness… Absence of something can’t be the case if ‘you’ were never meant to be present at all since the beginning. Incompleteness is a sense, and that’s got to do with the individual. We grow with experience and people around us. We also learn to be happy with what stays. I did, you could try too. Often, around the people who make you happy (rather than who make you feel like you have a void) you feel complete.
      Forever or Never. You’ve given me two options, what do you think it all ended at?
      Oh, I shouldn’t have used ended, because again. That journey was never walked together. It was always a one way straight, once towards, once backwards.
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      That’s a beautiful metaphor, I really wish to read your write-ups. I still have your birthday gift and I cherish all the memories. πŸ˜„
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      You have all the liberty to doubt about it, but I truly believe in it.
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      Oh why put it in spam folder? I am free, though. That’s correct. πŸ˜‚
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      Hope you’re having a good time, what about the entrances, did you fill up any forms yet?
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      Also, do we care about the Magazine now or not? Or let’s leave it to juniors? πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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  4. So it was me being ridiculous this time, ridiculous? πŸ˜‚
    I wouldn’t have said anything hadn’t it been for the ‘one year back’ thing you mentioned.
    Anyways, it was never.
    No entrances, du economics.
    Leave it to the juniors.
    Probably wouldn’t be a blogger anymore but would try to write a book sometime soon.
    Thank you for all of this and all of ‘that’s.
    Sorry I was deeply mistaken.
    Goodbye, then!

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      1. great! i am good. and going to Nepal…

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