A twilight of monsoon ,an arrow of birds and dark shades of sky Every thing is here , but sky not to its fullest thy This is seconds of lightning , but the jewel of sky are you oh! Stars I wish sky that evening had stars , that twinkle in silence for hours; Stars were always here , whole through summers Some sparkle showing up at me , I passed by several times But didn't stopped ,to praise there shine Will gaze at you , I knew you will go nowhere , only untill monsoon thunders were here; There absence was enough to feel for there need And this thought was sailing me indeed Stars have worth to be always remembered for The beauty of sky and existence of galaxies they are; A crossing thought ,stayed me more with the nightfall Am I doing enough to be remembered for? Are my actions as human, infinity of mind creating some fire? Only question comes forth , " WHAT'S MY WORTH"????? The inspiration to write these lines is the unfortunate demise of the