I promise you, I'll make it true-
Screamed out loud,
The Shooting Star.
I saw the star, that zoomed,
And fell
Right into me-
Exploding,
Into a million sprinkles.
Overwhelmed,
I stood, under the starlit sky
Letting the breeze chill me numb.
And, eyes closely shut-
I encompassed the sprinkles
Of my dream
In the dead of night,
Where eternity seemed to sing me
A lullaby sweet.
And as I opened my eyes-
I felt the billion stars
Explode in me-
A brilliant dream.
And assured my senses true-
The shooting star would have twinkled,
Somewhere in its mystic path.
My dream tucked safe, it smiled at me,
A promise, a vow shared-
Dreams do come true, Dear.
Offering me an invisible thread
To hang on to,
The shooting star vanished,
Into thin air.
Yet, why am I drenched,
With sprinkling silver star dust?
Ah! Making a wish again :)
ReplyDeleteLoved this too, for all the reasons that yes, Dreams do come true:)
ReplyDeleteGod Bless!!