Night Sky Canvas

By Aayra Singh

Through the window of my dark brown eyes

I painted the canvas black and misted silver freckles all across

Little speckles of white and yellow lights dazzled with radiance below

In a trice, the screen blossomed into a night sky as jets twinkled like shining stars

I could hear the sounds of the airport from far away, as the view of the air control tower gleamed back at me like a lighthouse

The bright light wheeled around maniacally and it felt like an awaited storm about to hit the giant shores

Amidst all this, my painted canvas sung the song of serenity

As fourteen wheels took off and the runway warmed up, another flight made a smooth landing.

By Aayra Singh