From the time that wish
Was meticulously set afloat
On the dark-ocean's
Inanimate waves,
I had been standing on its
Impossible shores,
Weighing my puny luck.
I had seeked in each star
The perennial light of life,
That would detach and
Turn up in my hands,
Secretly one fine night,
Defying the science of sky.
I never believed in luck
Until i stroked the vision
With my open eyes,
Darkness yielded, stillness stirred
Finally, wishes rained,
But I had caught the wrong star.....!
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