Monday, February 11, 2019

The shooting Star

I painted the night sky
With streaks of red white and blue
Spreading happiness as I fall hard
People look up at me and smile
They wish with all their hearts
Excited about my fall
I fall and fall
Down into the deep dark pit
Then I burst
Into flames
Into a thousand little peices
And I watch with glee
As their smiles fade from their faces
Slowly overcome by grief


-Anjana Dev

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