In Shooting Star, poet Shaziya navigates the haunting contrast between emotional vulnerability and personal resilience. With vivid imagery and raw emotion, the poem explores themes of broken trust, inner conflict, and the enduring hope for genuine connection. Each verse carries a quiet strength, inviting the reader into a journey of pain, self-worth, and a longing for light in the darkest skies.
All my whys weighed on this starless sky, guilty and obtuse,
Cause each of my wishes were used and abused.
The corymb of daisies spread across the eternal blues,
My joy and pain sibilate from the perturbed bruise.
Many diamonds shimmered next to me but I was the copper,
Burnt and smelted into different shapes, refined and sharper.
The hands that held my affections now wield a weapon,
Once a place of friendship, now an intangible prison.
The incipient feeling of dread bolstered on the margins of my core,
This ain't just a story, I'm not an imaginary whore.
But they still infringe upon my emotions and balter insolently,
I am someone whose dignity is tampered with fervently.
To call someone you are my person without any malign inmost intentions,
To relax my palpitating heart without the need for submission.
One last time I wish to have faith in a good heart and fraternity,
For the shooting star to cross by, a miracle to believe in love's eternity.
Written By Shaziya