Stars On My Face
Freckles and spots more than stars in the sky
Scars and marks visible to the eye
From farther away or close by
No matter what I hold my head high
Many are redder than some
Few like the sun
Deep set dark hue
On the verge of turning blue
My face is a canvas
Red pink dianthus
Globe artichoke
Poetry in every stroke
It's a painting, a night
Over the city lights
The outline, the carvings
It highlights
The moon at daybreak
Visible in half concealing
Craters on its surface
Valleys in Darjeeling
Bumpy, textured, covered in haze
The clear horizon may be cloudy on days
Nature and its mysterious ways
The Celeste reflects in the stars on my face
Copyright © Manaswi Priya | Year Posted 2022
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