Discovered and Gone

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Discovered and Gone ?

Who do you think you are?
Veiling me in my own shadows,
Dusting off my colors, my flames.

You bring me down,
Daybreak, when I await your company,
You scathe the chances,
You pierce the soul.

I await during moon, star and sunlight.
You care no more than a grain of thrifty sand.

Cause you’re a jewel of night,
The nightingale bird,
The only gaiety smile in hell.
The color of a stormy even’s rainbow.

You spurn me, shun me,
Yet for that I love you.
You hurt me, kill me,
Yet I’m alive cause of you.

You are no more loved than love allows,
No more loathed than feelings grant.
You are what you are…
A ribbon of caramel through a cold, white ball,
That blue speck of purity in a radiant, red flame.

Never knew.
Never know.
Never will.
Discovered and gone..
Flown in to mystical winds.

This poem was written/submitted by Divya Mehta.

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