Saturday, May 30, 2015

Stars above me

They adore the dark sky
Some Shining with all glow and  charisma
Some Like a shy bride behind veil of clouds
No one can count them right
Stars we call them
Moon rules the troop
Just like a king of vast kingdom
Every star is a story
I believed we become stars after death
Night sky watch hypnotized
For those I lost for ever in my family
I missed them 
And watch from millions of mile below 
I blew a kiss and throw my arms in air to hug them
For those who watched me from above 
Death is not an end to life
Memories they call to relive 
Life after death

Linking it up with # Day 3 of Write tribe festival


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