My Grace (From the Galaxy)

By Karna Kitab Ku… , 21 February 2025
Beauty of Primordial Galaxy

In heavens high where starlight weaves,
A tapestry of cosmic dreams,
Seven wonders glow, serene,
Their beauty vast, eternal, seen.


If there were splendor pure, divine,
If seven wonders crowned the skies,
You’d shine among them, radiant, rare,
A timeless light beyond compare.


Your laughter hums like comet’s song,
Your spirit soars where angels throng,
In every hue, your heart’s embrace,
Outshines the stars in boundless space.


No galaxy could hold your grace,
No nebula your warmth replace,
Among the heavens’ sacred seven,
You are the spark that lights the heaven.

(Howrah, 21.02.2025)

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