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English Poetry |
I was attracted to a heavenly star,
The rarest, brightest, choicest of all;
The more it eluded my grasp,
The more it mystified me.
Thus I was diverted
To cutting out paper stars,
Of fanciful dreams,
But they satisfied me not.
I was even distracted
By bejwelled stars,
Of worldly ambitions,
But they gratified me not.
Then I was detracted,
By the myriad stars,
Mirrored in the sea of humanity,
But they pacified me not.
Now with frantic desperation,
I wait for the final death leap;
Either the star shall consume me,
Or I must convert myself into a star.
Kusum
Elegant empathetic poem of pondering in delighting desire & meaning,
Uniquely of merging into a star or being one permanantly…
Liked the poem immensely
Kudos
This poem brings forth a sort of
despair. Never give up hope.
Well written,Kusum.
Thanks for your comment.
Despair and hope follow each other like night and day.
Kusum
When the fascination is immense nothing else really can be a replacement.Liked the poem very much.
You are absolutely right.
Thanks a lot
Kusum
Well written. Forcefully brings out the compelling desire, the despair and desperation at the elusiveness of its fulfillment and ultimately a “Do or Die” attitude for fulfilling this desire, though I do wish that the “Do” attitude was stronger than the “die” one.
Thanks for all your fine comments.
I think the title suggests a positive attitude.
Kusum