Painted in the deepest blue,                      Night spreads across the canvas               Of the sky, when time is due.                    The moon and stars coming in mass

Dear Mother Moon you glide above            Along with your kids, the stars.                      The perfect epitome of motherly love     You’re indeed envied by Venus &Mars 

For they say, men are from Mars             And women are from Venus                      But they don’t have your kids, the stars  Like any childless couple, they are jealous

The moon and the stars then dance,        To the delight of the trees                           The clouds stop and stare in trance         Looking at them, my mind is finally at peace.


13 thoughts on “THE NIGHTSKY 

  1. Your poetry is pregnant with beautiful imagery. I liked all the metaphors you have used in this poem, You have brought out a comparison between nature and human life by directly referring to the stars as kids and venus and mars as childless couple who are jealous of MOON. Brilliant effort.

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