The Falling Firestones

        The Falling Firestones     

Under the big dark blue sheet 

with several white spots, 

and my camera in hand 

and a mind full of thoughts;

between these spots  

I was in search of a line,

and wanted it in my camera

 as a memory of mine;

but they were more smarter

 and faster than me,

 even faster than the time for 

holding a cup of tea;

 but at last there 

was no loss for me,

it was just a new leaf 

on my knowledge tree;

we often stood beside our friend

 to check who is tall,

 but also forgot that in the sight of 

universe we are very small.     
                         -Lochan Chugh

Please Note, that i tried my best but still there is a chance of mistake and if you find any, please inform me by leaving a comment below.

                                                                                                         4 January 2019; 1:34am