Like radiant, luminous streak,
of shooting star,
you cross my life.
In that miniscule moment,
my love becomes my prayer.
Believe it or not.
But you light up my life.
Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt 257 - Luminous
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Like radiant, luminous streak,
of shooting star,
you cross my life.
In that miniscule moment,
my love becomes my prayer.
Believe it or not.
But you light up my life.
Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt 257 - Luminous
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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