Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Sprinkle some twinkles of stars.
Mix the moondust well,
Let it heal all my scars.
This long and lone night,
Hikes up the burnouts within.
Add those last golden strands,
It will bring back my grin.
Darker and richer like the night,
But warm as the sun that left.
That’s how I want my cup to be,
Happy enough to be bereft.
by Chandni Tripathi
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