SHOOTING STAR

Dont they know how much it hurts,

when i break and fall apart,

born to shine in the firmament,

now merely a fragment,of one's imagination; a dream descried...

MY own pleasures to Me denied.

as they sit beneath the starlit sky,

my only anguish --WHY?

fervently they hope and pray...

for me to break away,

their wishes to fulfil.

born to serve another's will.

therefore all ye fellows that care

look at me and beware....

Such is the fate of stars shining bright

In a cloudless sky on a starlit night!