STARRY DREAMS
I talk with Stars
like they are my dreams.
They sound Soft,
just like my mom, but
They all appear alike,
Distant, Undisturbed.
They gently tap on my shoulder and
Whisper to me
To shine in Mess with a smile ---
Like they shine in dark with moon
Designing a fascinating view
Just like my dreams.
With their little dance
as delightful as my barefoot childhood twirls
They keep telling me
That I'm a Star.
A unique one with diverse glow of colors
and a warm hope of home.
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