When I wished upon stars

Sitting under the flicker

The gaze rapidly trails

For an unsated wish to occur

For the lettering of those fairy tales

One after the other

Waiting for the fancies to fall

For the pains to be sated

The remains of the ones that still crawl

Only a wish to make things happen

Just once. Like it was before

For that stare of death

That sometimes halts even the rains that pour

But may be the stars are too indulged

Worshiping their lover’s shrine

For they forgot to fall again

Forgot to let me see mine.