The notorious scribbler who wants to change the sky
And replace a new Sun and Moon,
Stuck in a place where he provides fuel to the mischievous vehicles
That run on the slippery road.
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As long as there are stars to wish on, hope is still alive. Praise for your gifted pen. Always your friend at poemhunter, Warm regards, Sandra
Nimal this is a wonderful poem with a light heart and an eccentric theme. I love the way you mix the world of heavenly bodies with the hum drum of a gas station. A charming piece. love, Allie xxxx