Stars
High in the noire and empty skies ,
They blink like broken bulbs..
Late in the eve when the last bird flies,
They shine like diamonds in dirt..
When the sun`s sunk down and the tides are high
And the weather`s pleasant with glee..
They burn-on across in the somber sky
With the glow of pearls in the sea..
Copyright © Saim Raza | Year Posted 2021
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