What's so special in them?
They don't create any mayhem.
Millions of stars with millions of secrets,
Are even chased out in night 🌃 by howlets.
Those eyes spark✨ like the stars,
With a new hope behind those scars.
Countless stars 🌟 and countless emotions,
Breathing a sigh of relief is only a solution.
Twinkling in the darkness of night 🌃 ,
They get lost in the daylight sight.
Oh! That's a shooting star 🌟,
With plenty of wishes runs so far.
And it makes a bear 🐻 ,
Shouted those kids with a cheer.
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Poem Parade
PoetryThis book contains short poems on random ideas coming in my mind.
