Treasure Island

Maanasa Bhaskar


Star


The star took a twinkle
from my baby sister's eye,
to stay bright
in the night
Beelzebub sky.

Up in the realm
of darkness,
staying bright,
was the diamond,
born deep in
the earth, waiting
to be polished! ! !

Oh.. I threw
my blanket,
the black one,
up into the sky, to
create the
darkness of
the sky….

The moon,
himself grabbed
the star,
from the
world of ocean
into the sky! ! !

The starfish,
up in the rainbow,
traveled to the sky,
and there was a
shining star,
high up,
with a twinkle.

The murky heavens, of blue
devoured flowers,
from my garden,
& made his own
heavens of night! ! !

Submitted: Wednesday, March 28, 2012

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