27th July 2015,
For Dr. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam

All it takes is a shower, 
The gibbous moon is brighter,
The inky sky is bluer,
The stars deign to appear.
As I write this,
An ignited mind
Lit other lamps to the last
The spark was not dimmed,
The gentle giant
Is silent
He ascends to the heavens
Where maybe once his rockets pointed.