As I stand at the window sill
Finally, I delete the song
I keep skipping in my playlist
Patiently, yet welcomingly, I wait
For the next song to play
As the low keys bless my ears
I smile with approval
Tugging my hair behind my ear
I accidently look at you
And I see, thousands of you
Flickering and beaming at me
People call it atmospheric refraction
I call them obstacles
Your fluctuation is the result of it
The effort and hardwork of yours
Sunlight, storms, clouds
Are all your enemies
Still some of you reach here
Near me, as if trying to please
People give us examples of success
Hardwork, efforts, achievements
Nobody tends to mention you
Yet even considering you
All I want is respect
For the stars ( twinkling creatures)
That travel further than their world
Through the layers of obstacles
Just to reach us
I repeat - JUST TO REACH US
The twinkling hardworkers
THE STARS
~Garimađź’“