Poetry Nook

Broken Stars

What would 

broken stars feel like

In the arms 

of a new born galaxy?

Often a baggage!

To be swept to the corners

Never to be seen again

Afterall they destroy orderliness 

So they zoom past now and then

Trying to get back 

To the far off places they belonged too

But they never really find it

Their own universal embrace

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