a request ...

Falling star,

Would you please cross my path tonight?

I want to make a wish too,

for a moonlit night

and some drizzles,

for another note

and some riot of colors.

I have walked for decades

just because it is a habit,

even though the cruel summer

had made everything barren

and the pent up breath

is jammed in the chest,

I have still carried on, as

that is the ritual!

Of hopes and of dreams,

of love and of smile

what remains now is weariness.

So, falling star cross my path, would you?

It’s time I make a wish for myself too!