Never has been the welkin insipid and void.
Ever involute and divine, the avatar of sangfroid—
Cerulean post dawn it is, Stygian past the serene dusk,
Like the deep sea, in whose darkness mosey the fulgent cusk.
In this analogy, isn't ether an upturned sea,
One with twinkling pearls in its apogee?
Stars shimmering in its abound waters of lacuna unfurled,
The nacre becomes the coruscating matting of the celestial world.
Their lurid cousin, our neighbour, makes the day,
So that no being in its deific light goes astray.
Likewise, these pearls in convoys form nightly paradigms
And allay the prospect of getting lost in sunless times!
Scintillating, beaming, benign and lucent,
A majestic sight seen from the campsite tent,
Whose inmates on the marge of the glossy lake
Behold the aurorean welkin vying to, in spectacle, stars overtake!
Clustering and congregating into conventicles called galaxies,
The stars symbolize the myriad simple universal ecstasies,
And proclaim that in unity resides one's popularity—
So invest time not in material rapture but in amity!
Through these legion eyes, every felony and kindness is seen
By God, who enchains and extricates respectively, in heaven pristine!
Leo, Cancer, Capricorn, Taurus, Aries are scions of these
Which pass in cosmic procession through the sky on the seraphic breeze!
This is truly a magnificent poem with rich poetic beauty...I call it poetry dear friend! As per intuition, you have a sparkling future ahead! Keep it up! Let me cite just one line from your poem ..' invest time not in material rapture but in amity... what a matured statement! (1)
This is a test.....! I need a dictionary....! You play with words....! The star studded sky is indeed a heavenly spectacle with the stars and the different zodiac constellations aligned in beautiful patterns. The night sky is beautifully described here creating celestial display! Once more your poetry proves to flout your claims of a teenager!
...this is now beautiful well understood...you compose better poetry than most Mine is simple like butter on toast it melts ere it reaches one's lips thanks...so kind of you V S I like your poetry too lets keep reading each other but some of mine may have more of you can avoid yet being young o poetic mate......
too mature you I can only assure give notes more some words you use no one currently knows so glossary please youngest poet of PH
Thanks for the comment. I've updated the glossary. Let's hope PH updates it quickly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Each stanza of this brilliant poem can be interpreted in different ways. If I feel comfortable, I will revisit this poem. God bless you