Shooting star...

Out of Syllabus 22

Once in a while a shooting star comes to earth's surface

It is so beautiful to watch it descending.

But once it touches the ground, it is massive destruction.

In one of those dark and lonely skies,

I saw a shooting star, so ablaze and pure that it blinded me,

So pure that it reflected on me and made me pure.

But as soon as it neared, it shattered my heart and dreams

But i never say it was star that shattered my heart 

Instead I say the star stitched my broken heart together

But main thing is that, the stitches do hurt a lot...

And thus goes on the Life & Dreams of a Masochist

Praying, no more shooting stars destructs the Earth....