I sat alone <br />Lost in the crowd <br />Gazing up lazily <br />Into darkness around <br /> <br />Lo, up above <br />My dream twinkling <br />Quiet and gentle <br />All smiles, and shining <br /> <br />Quirk of time <br />Or plain hard luck <br />Brilliance crashed <br />Into tears countless <br /> <br />Stretched my hands <br />For divine bliss <br />Tears filled my hands <br />Dark and red <br /> <br />Blood surged up <br />Painting sky red <br />Death of a dream or <br />A new dawn of life?<br /><br />Vinod Varma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shooting-star-33/
