A sky full of stars they say.

A sky full of stars they say;

The memories of the nursery rhymes are not yet grey;

Looking at the stars many dreams he had thought;

Then why did they gradually have to rot.

Hidden from every one that distant dream shines bright within;

Unachievable it seems but still its thoughts resides therein;

Compromised it lies beneath the burden of responsibility;

Hope it outshines the beclouded reality.

Unexpressed as always;

His dreams to nobody he reveals;

Absconded it might get;

For which he never unveils.

Alone he sits with his imagination of reality;

Unrealized dream he lives with no success plurality;

Bad times, good times all he has seen;

Everybody seemed to fall back at the time of his dream;

 But never will he let go this dream of his;

Because unparallel destiny is what he thinks it always is.