The Pots Plant Of Balcony

If I stand on the balcony at night I see a galaxy of stars And a milky Sharee across the sky; Does a man turn into a star if he dies? If a star falls, it intensifies the darkness; And the day-light knows a little About the games of light that is being played at night… As if, a flowering plant on the balcony I, a widowed mother, sit in the darkness With a domesticated pain, deep in my heart. I see a terrace garden nearby… And some dried up plants on it…. One more shifting-of-flat I do expect- But, I know not- What's going to happen! Dated: 02-12-2017.