Wily old stars
the stars whose shadows need life
whose life needs eyes and a meek vibe
a vibe of a tyke, who can hide
their every minor sigh!
the stars whose love need doves
whose dove need wings and a lovely shove
a shove of light, who can pluck
their every little huff!
The stars whose nights needs to glow
whose glow needs colours, and a sweet blow
a blow of life, who can revoke
their every tiny scars!
~Meerni
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