Clear night of a billion stars
as far as my eyes could see,
I noticed one, “She was different.”;
Falling ever free;

Consumed by her silent screams,
they were clear to me as her light;
With a flashing hint, “of a smile;”,
She disappeared from sight;

Still swimming in her echo,
I searched frantic, ‘ly;
Gone though, she was,
one beautiful mystery;

My fallen star, I wish upon,
your being in secret, “From her”
I wish you turn, back around,
for another visit my dear.

I wish.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar