I Talk To The Universe

By Mahek Bathija

I talk to the universe

Through the constellations

Identical to an unsettled piece of my life

Which remains delved into the back of my mind

I talk to the universe

About its stars

Whose white screams are quite evident to us

But how they stay veiled when the clouds unfurl

I talk to the universe

And the moon

Which looks as if it belongs to the cloud

Rather bluntly stands alone in the dark

I talk to the universe and the universe only

How untroubled would it be

If exchanging places could have been an option

And I would have always chosen the stars.

By Mahek Bathija