Hopes and dreams
Sadness and feels
When all things feel far
We wish upon a bright star,

Hollywood, the moon, the sky 
What do they have in common?
They’re creations of a kind
Independent with pretty smiles,
 
And where do we go on from here?
Keep being the fools we’re meant to be 
Or sink far, down into big pools of the sea
But no chance in giving up on this from afar
I wish openly upon a bright star. 


Qamar C.