Saturday, February 2, 2019

Catching Stars


Sitting in the moonlight
Near the edge of a pond...
Fishes are playing with might
Around my legs with a fond...

Heavy rain, starry night
Alone with umbrella & foggy sight
Eyes are spinning from left to right
From bottom to up for bright

Beaming,Blazing, dazzling stars
Worth of doing many wars
I want that cluster of stars &
Whole Stardust to wash my scars....

I just held my umbrella in a pond.....
Water of their Reflections is in my bond....
Clusters​ of stars are
Jailed in my umbrella...
Just to free another Cinderella....

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