DESTINED HISTORY:
Oh! To be a star
Within the nonchalant clouds
Concealing Selene or secrets?
Was hiding always this lovely and warm?
Or maybe it’s the silent quilt
Swathing itself slowly towards dusk.
Oh! To be a star
Within a clique
Eternal love or grey
Once desired it always is
Though desirous yet concerned,
The tick, tick, tick of the present
The symbol to set history.
Eventually, to be a star
As the quilt displaces
Shines brightly as ever
Forseeing holds no purpose
As history was set and
The star was destined.
By: POORVASHA K
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