As If The Stars Are Raining Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

As if the stars are raining,
With no sight of Moon,
And no sight of Clouds,
On a New Moon Night,
As the Indian summer starts!

Countryside heavens are Litup,
Crackers popped-up all the sky,
After a power shut down,
On a New Moon Night,
As the Indian Summer Starts!

Star clusters and constellations,
All visible and so close;
Gazers come and have a glance,
Sky watchers raise a toast,
To all the hanging cosmic friends!

March just arrived and,
The sun is on a march;
Oh my God! Can't wait,
For peak summers that cometh,
It's gonna be an Indian summer tale!

Forgive all the day heat,
Had to hide indoors thru the day,
Waiting for the night fall,
For dear stars to show up so near,
'A Mid Summer Night's Dream' comes alive!

The lonely Earth ball seems to be,
Thrown so deep and far,
Into the dark infinite Galaxy,
To find its type and Sapiens can hop,
And meet their besieged Kith & Kin,
Left behind generations past,
And the search ends for good!

As if the stars are raining,
With no sight of Moon,
And no sight of Clouds,
On a New Moon Night,
As the Indian summer starts,
'A Mid Summer Night's Dream' comes alive!

'A Mid Summer Night's Dream' comes alive!
'A Mid Summer Night's Dream' comes alive!
'A Mid Summer Night's Dream' comes alive!