Sunday, July 8, 2012

Star

Miles away from me you stand,
My wish is that you hold my hand.

Alone and lonely, you seem to glow,
My love washes in, with a flow.

You are my white shining star,
But all I do is watch from afar.

I feel that you are slipping away,
I try to catch but alone I lay.

Distant and cold, we grow apart,
Colorless with no life, is my art.

I try to hold, as you fall,
My name is here for you to call.

But the star ignores my plea,
And from the sky I see him flee.

-Tanvi


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