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I have a strong belief in STARS... I have a small cute story behind it... But its mine story, between me and the star! I am just an awe-stuck girl!

It was a magical night,
I saw a distant star,
I was spell bound…
But it seemed so far!

I was amazed,
Not by its shine
But because it appeared
Every time I was not fine!

It had a serene effect
I felt safe and secure,
Though alone yet
A support I procured.

I felt a connection
I could feel a bond
For it always saved me
From the situation wrong!

I was missing my creator
Her very essence
But I found a refuge
A shelter in its presence!

I talked about my fears
I told how weak I am
It smiled the way it does
Me: star struck lamb.

It shined so brightly
When I did a good deed…
And lighted up my path
When I was in need!

The days went by
It became my family,
Struck by its beauty
My Nile’s lily!

My safe refuge
It became my reflection
My charming angel
A way of introspection!

Times changed…
Things became worse
And I thought I was
Thrown down by a curse!

I stopped the interaction
For I thought 
The star too by the curse
Would be caught!

I thought I can
Face it all alone
Without the star
For it was the only known!

I decided to not
Stop and Turn back
To move on
On the thorny track!

I ignored to look
At my star
Decided to leave it
The distant far…

I was in a mess
All alone by myself
The star appeared
Shinning like itself!

For it said to me
I would always care
Now and forever
Even if you won’t share!

I felt the love
I missed the care
I always wanted it
And now it’s here…

I will always admire
I will always share
Thanks for all the

Love and care.


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Afraid to find out and lean.
I stood there still and small
Choosing between stay and move
The gaze took control of me
Telling me things none could prove!
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Shadows growing strong and dark
I felt a shudder in my soul,,
The thought of bygone, left a mark.
Taking a step back, I thought
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Heading forward being the best move
This fear will then not last.
I ordered my brain to stop the game
Gave the power to the crimson beast
I knew it would be fair and right
Former always stole the feast.
Now I was out of the woods,
Woods that were never green.
I came and saw the mirror,
The gaze I feared was mein!

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The thing about whispers,
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That small restless kiddo!
Overheard, shouted "Just nine"
Waited for the months to end
Till August things were fine.

It didn't bother him till eight,
September was his favorite...
The ninth month on calendar
Waited forever to savor it!

He was waiting, he is still...but
The wait became too long,
He waited, danced on one leg,
Sobbed, singing his favorite song!

The last date was the best,
He thought! Moulding the clay,
The form he made, of a face...
Much like a mask, it'd stay!

He painted few drops, with blue
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Blue being the fear, he trembled
Dropped the paint, it no more resembled!

What was in front, still blurred his eyes
He thought he'll manage the mistake,
He was sure he'll twist the story,
Mould it in his creative wake!

He took the brush, made it all blue,
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