My Soul And The Star Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I wake up at the dawn
To watch the dying star
That sheds its last glow
Over the horizon at far

With soft wind blowing
It shivers a little before
It says good bye to the
Earth to be seen no more

For the day when the sun
Appears to play its game
With its heat and glare it
Crawls as a ball of flame

New buds open up with
New colors and essence
Birds and trees swing in
Mirth in a fresh fragrance

Like that vanished star
A time will surely come
When my soul sheds its
Gleam and returns home

A won't wake up to see
The slow breaking of dawn
I will be sleeping inside my
Grave with all wishes gone