Monday, 29 May 2017

....STAR....

....STAR....

When light is all gone and no where to be seen
Blind are the directions pupils in eye balls are not lean
The Sun, the moon, holidays on will all are
Here comes the hero who leads the path, is alone a star..

He demands not, sprinkles the cool water of love
He comes to the people with blessings of Jove
Inherits the class, with choice kisses the mass
Adored by the world, a star lives a life of the grass.

He lives for others and he makes others in leisure live
Eats an humble pie, to see the world happy is his only peeve.
His family includes the flora and the fauna with his blood at par
He is the real hero under the Sun my dear, he is the star...

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