The Lost Star's Plea Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
The Lost Star's Plea
A silver tear, upon the midnight's face,
A fallen star, that whispers through the breeze,
'O, love, return, to this forsaken place, '
Where memory's pale phantom finds no ease.
Like shattered glass, my heart reflects your glare,
A fractured moon, in sigh's endless water,
Where shadows dance, and steal away the night,
And leave but echoes, of what was inside.
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