Constellations

O' Constellations of the blue,

convincing the celestial truth,

your eyes whirred comet-like,

burning yet beautiful,

In the starry sky.

O' those galactic sparks,

make my heart go harks,

the chained maiden in chains,

Andromeda seems in severe pains,

In the dark sky.

O' those heavenly shines,

make some glam lines,

Cassiopeia, the clever queen,

is upside down for being mean,

In that indigo sky.

O' those above the skies,

attend my forlorn cries,

save the fiery Draco,

from Heracles arrows,

In the caramel moonlit nights.

O' Philotes the charming sole,

make me hook with some ally,

the Gemini's are in bliss,

frolicking are the two sons, Castor and Polydeuces,

In that pinkish-blue sky.

O' Kratos of the field,

strengthen my optimisms,

Hercules stands there in victory,

saving masses in plenty,

In the red skies of night.

O' silver goddess, Artemis,

a bow and arrow in hand,

Orion stares down at me,

whispering, "It's all right!",

In the silverish skies.

The moon's reflection on my face,

depicts I am not alone in this place.

The moonlit night can see through the dark,

sends me meaning, sends me spark.

Constellations are falling,

and there goes my heart bustling!!