MYSTERY OF A BROKEN STAR

I see a broken star in the sky,

The sight always makes me cry,

I wonder, why?

Does this mean some person die?

Voice comes from heaven,

Ask me not to think about it eleven to seven,

My thinking hasn't reached that much talent,

It will tell me why it happen,

Star forms when one starts liking the other,

They start going out together,

Whatever is the climate, they praise the weather,

But never realize that love is like a feather,

They start well, go well,

N ever imagine of having hell,

Think, in future gonna hear a marriage bell,

But only God knows how the trust fell,

Suddenly a misfortune comes up,

Dislike the other, is what their mind has made up,

Even the sky fall, they never gonna makeup,

Broken star is a story of sudden breakup.