Wishes

Just above the skylineand beyond the horizon,there rests a wish I make during the twilight hours. Mosaic wish with feathers and moonstone and phantom pain,I blow regularly with my fuchsia lips.Tiny sparkles in airpraying hymns of Godand singing elusive wishes. I carry the weight of my countable desireslike the luminous colors of rainbow.Sprinkling in the… Continue reading Wishes

An Unwanted Wish!

She always loved stars and wanted them. Her Dad passed away. And her Mom used to solace her by telling, “Dad has gone to bring stars in the sky for you, baby.” Years has passed, and Daddy’s little girl still looks at the sky, cursing herself, if she had not wished for the stars.