Stars
For they were akin to stars
Brightest in their quadrant
Lovers in every regard
Bound to be apart,
it was their curse, their struggle, their fight.
For they knew, if broken from their yoke, which in an eternity so rare
Spelt destruction, calamity, night.
Copyright © Sumanth Rohi Raj | Year Posted 2016
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