Serenade Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

Why these winking stars
provoke me to touch my
restless being?
Why I slip-away from
the warmth of the home
and float in this darkness.
The night rustle within
the sleepy leaves of dozing tree...
and I smile with joy.
Every night why I vainly search
for my star lost in this starry sky?
Am madly stubborn for it.
The rustling leaves now awake...
They softly whisper some tunes
mysteriously known-unknown.
In a frenzy of joy my being
catch them and Ibegan singing
the never-ending serenade....