An evocative poem from Lily that celebrates the bitter-sweet pathos of life.

Jetting through space a star stopped in its tracks and played statue.
It simply forgot to twinkle merrily
It had selective amnesia!

The star glimmered and shone with a luminous aura
Bewitching the onlookers
Slaves of its charismatic charm
Bowed in adoring reverence to the starry airs and graces

The twinkle in the eyes was missing
Its eyelids drooped and its lashes glistened with dew drops of unshed tears
The star was forlorn
It was lost in the vast firmament
It decided to become
A shooting star!

©Lily Swarn

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Lily Swarn

Lily Swarn is a gold medallist and a double university colour holder from Panjab University. She has authored, A Trellis of Ecstasy (poetry), Lilies of the Valley (essays), The Gypsy Trail (novel). A multilingual poet, writer and columnist, her poems have been translated into 13 languages. A radio show host and Emcee, she received World Icon of Peace, Chandigarh Icon Award, Woman of Substance, World Icon of Literature and several other prestigious awards.

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