A Request... Poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra

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!