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Starry Sky...

Co-authored by Snuffles Jay

Snuffles Jay Bio: She is 23, female, Mumbaiite, is a personal blogger. She writes her experiences, random topics, fiction, poems and makes unique creations. Most of her creativity is up on her blog aka Meow Connect.

In every stanza, the first line is written by AbhiKeBol and the second by Snuffles.

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Stars and Moon I see you...
High up, in the sky so blue...

I keep watching you for that sparkling tail...
If I lose your glimpse, you go frail...

Stars twinkle like diamonds in air...
The moon has its own charming flair...

I dream to be there, surrounded by you...
And ah, I just stumbled upon my shoe...

Oh dear... see what you did...
Now my shoe looks like a squid...

I look back at you with a childish anger...
My face blown-up like the SIGN-OF-DANGER...

Then with all your charm, you winked at me with a star...
My cheeks spark into a blush-bizarre...

I ly down staring up whole night long...
The mood makes me break into a song...

Wonder when I'll see that sparkling tail...
The one which sets my heart on sail...

Ah!! There is a secret I wish to share...
ok, now don’t give me that glare...

I wish to see it in a pair...
Then we can have a good long stare...

Mesmerized we'll be lost in its beauty...
Fearless, Carefree with a sense of duty...

Prodigious is this starry sky...
Slow and steady it’s time for goodbye...

About Author

Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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