Starstruck Beneath The Twilight Sky

A beautiful poem written by Prasenna Rajendran on the Youreka Camp 2009 on his blog http://prassu170.blogspot.com/:

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Starstruck Beneath The Twilight Sky

Riding on a wave for now ;
Is this our chance for one last bow?
Bears & pigs are not so far,
Are we clowns in a forest? - Yes, we are!!!!!!!

Without a paddle, we're way away ;
Sharks & fishes might fall in our fray.
To do is to be, to be is to do ;
Stargazing above without a clue.........

To kick a horse's ass, takes loads of stuff!
And if we swear'd we did ; you could call it a bluff!
Minds so strong, going on a rage ;
Being headstrong, might just blow the gauge!

Showoffs & lies, now the crazy people cry ;
Now they're running off their pants - now that they've looked into the wolves' eyes!
Knowing each other, trying to get together,
Doing something stupid, to make them laugh forever.

Forgetting ourselves, going on a ride ;
Playing some pranks & getting ready to hide!
Wishing that all this could be never ending ;
Smiling away our fears - now that's mind bending!

Red eyes - one hell of an irritation,
Trying to walk on a beam - now that's innovation.
Splitting in groups, building up trust,
Jumping all around - we could never rust!

Acting all cracked up, losing all our nuts,
Doing push-ups & crunches & showing off our guts!
Is this the stairway to infinity that we've been searching for?
Spreading joy, wearing smiles - right till the strike of the midnight hour.

Days ago, we were strangers alike ;
Until this second - now that we've become campers beneath the twilight sky!
This ink, that I use, is not enough to suffice this poem.
My thoughts make words, that bleed to fight ;
It's hard to imagine, that it all ends tonight.
People - they filled the place with color & light ;
Now they fade away slowly......away from sight.

Spells of thanks from side to side ;
Tears that shower - they're tough to abide.
Going on & on like a roller coaster ride ;
Getting friends for life - they'd never hide.

When hearts get close & flirts give a pose ;
This camp fires out, like a leaking hose.
It's sad that we're gonna miss our fags & fools ;
Tough to think, that there aren't any broken rules!

When the sun sets below the silver lining of the world ;
The eyes close - blinding the dream that had whirled.
- Prasenna

Written in memory of the Youreka! Camp 2009.
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