The stars whisper my name
E V E R Y N I G H T,
and it's different every single time.
I ask them, why?
and they tell me about the
lives I had under different aliases
in the span of 66 seconds of
the universal clock time?
66 seconds? I ask.
Yes, and it's just been one
second, since you have
stepped in this life.
I couldn't fathom the universal
So, as I looked into the shambolic
map of stars in the night,
I ask them where the next 20 seconds
are going to take me for a ride?
The abyss between us stars,
has the answer to every question
you will have in each and every one of your life.
L O O K C A R E F U L L Y.
This poem is about a girl who is talking to the stars and is weirded out by the fact that why the stars call her by different names every night? Then the stars tell her about all the different aliases she had in different places of this universe in just under sixty-six seconds. Sixy-six? she asks. Yes, they tell her. But there is something else she wanna asks. She wanna asks where the next 20 seconds are gonna take her for the ride and the answer lies in the abyss between the stars which looks like an empty space.
Written by Rebekka Kaur
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