For…
Late at nights, I celebrate the joy,
In endless stars that lures at sky,
Deep down below, I stare at her,
Yet from above, she fails to know I’m there!
I smirk! I smile! I scream out loud,
Wishing she hear a willow sound,
Yet she never knows I long her way,
So tonight she shines, the morn, she sets!
The eternal wait, we both then start to wait,
I look up…she looks down…
Shining bright, I find her in sky,
Merry making with her friends, she reckons me not!
Then, one day, it so happened,
In the very night I celebrate,
Something unexpected, occurred to me,
The night, then, felt cold and soft,
Soon the pyre began to burn,
With it my wait, faded to ash…
Thence her eyes, turned towards to me,
Fiercely she cried, brought down the rain,
The star fell down…
I could not catch!
No comments:
Post a Comment