I saw a million shooting stars...
Closed my eyes with just look...
To look for the notion I had...
For the star to design in the sky...
A depiction of my dream so high...
But a dilemma came over creeping...
What do I yearn for?
Money, fame, people or my groom??
No that's not my kinda thing. ..
And I dive deep in my head..
Why should those stars kill themselves???
To fulfill our wishes of selfishness around???
I then resolve to make a go...
To stop the stars to fall and give...
The giver must held high instead to drown..
In the meanwhile, I saw a beautiful blanket around...
Giving me warmth not by falling but timid stable shines...
Do you know a giver lacking behind???
Get them up because givers are not to fall....
But to always Shine.....
©astine
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