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[112] Tiny Blue Dot

The duality of it all conflicts
when the astronaut walks on the ground
the oxygen in his tanks leaks to light him up
the bleak space up above fainter
he closes his eyes until it closes his mind

a stargaze up above lands itself on the ground
the astronaut twinkles to the ones far away
while he burns not by the force of gravity
but because of the air that keeps him alive

I am the astronaut
I gaze at you like you are the star
To become somewhat like you I burn
I become a spectacle in return
The one you admire from afar
but rarely have a close look
I became an odd turn of events
I became an astronaut
that didn’t die on the moon
or died because of the lack of blue
I think I died because of the loneliness of the earth
or maybe a lack of you

Rahul Gaur

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33 responses to “[112] Tiny Blue Dot”

  8. “the oxygen in his tanks leaks to light him up”
    I didn’t understand what this line meant. Emotionally? Physically, like a fireball? How can fire exist in space? Metaphorico-luminescently, like a bright light for someone afar?

    “To become somewhat like you I burn
    I become a spectacle in return”
    I really like these two lines.

    Thanks for something to comprehend and analyze.

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    • He is walking on the ground as stated in the earlier lines.
      He is not in space that’s why him burning on the ground is a surreal sight, something he never imagined happening to him.

      Stars are nothing but fireballs. So he becomes one too, that we can see twinkling from afar.

      Loving that you actually read it and tried to comprehend it! Stay for more thoughtful writing 🙂

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