I Weaved a necklace of star to my mother I weaved the necklace of star to my mother while I went on roof as lonely as my dreams. The night was on chariot of memory as if I was travelling through breezy road lead by the stars and the moon . I gazed upon the stars and moon through open window of a roof and the chariot droped me to my childhood yard on my mothers back where she was telling me a fable about the stars and the moon. Where she taught me to find my grandfather,grandmother and star like a bird , She sang me a rhyme of 4beat and 2 line and gave the toys of star and moon while I quarreled for the rags of dolls. And bead of dew feel upon my face and wake me to present which was cosmic apart from where i just came . My mother lying with pillow of colourful medicine ,alraming caugh ,bones that is rusted and glowy skin that has turned pale . perhaps soon to be serving my grandparents at sky . And helplessly I gazed upon the stars and the moon . This time I did neither search my grand parents nor the bird like star BUT the i weaved the necklace of star to my mother....
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 17:06:23 +0000