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The white star


 

The white star -Returning home


Author's Note

The poem is about the  connection with stars particularly a "white star" symbolizing home. It reminisces about childhood, seeks guidance from the stars and expresses a deep desire to always be brought back home by the comforting presence of the white star even in difficult moments.It revolves around the hope and reassurance that the stars will continue to be a source of comfort and guidance throughout life.


Poem 


.on vast sky,no stars are glaring at me
what if they all go
But back then as a kid when i was  around
they have witnessed, they all know
.
.
.the pathway,there to lead them
will be silent and will there to tell
on over horizon,they fleet
On the misty morning they fleet
as long as white star exist would bring me back home,i feel


Ask them to show me a white dream
the last met leading to twisted stream
are to be,floated on sky
nothing good in a goodbye; never found gleam


there are yet more layers of meaning
elevate me to their state,
on a back long journey,they  me
not to fear but more than all rest


Very far and wide ,have seen possibilities
can again slash down the pulpy  air
on a  mighty land there
warmth of air touching the restless heart
wishing for a white star;let me keep you
to flow swiftly beside you
on those big soaring grasses on own
on time,white star will again descend
that day,will bring me back home


feeling scattering all over further
else it doesn't make sense
don't know what to do
how to show;heartbeat frost
white star will bring me back home
whenever i am lost


Of course,night look barren today
though,starting from first yet,dnt lose the way
they cant fade,aren't there to come
for sure will bring me back home


When rain tear down their smile
for ever happiness &still to enjoy
will they be there to see me as boy ?
will they again bring me back home today ??

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