Who Are You? Poem by Pranav Gothic

Who Are You?



Who are you?
A golden brooke
Free from time's game
A fairy, filling colors in the life of,
A heart too lame!
The one bearing the blame
You're taking away his pain
By spreading your wings
As the emo sings,
You're the tinsel on his filthy painting
Surmounting his side too dark
His heart's skylark
The beauty mark
Sophisticated enough,
You're a feather drilling his stoned heart
By some schizophrenic art
But the question is,
Who are you?

Who are you?
The divine statue
Of truth surviving in the hell
An inquisitor for my deadly shell
I know Newton's apple fell
But why do I feel weightless on earth,
When you're around me?
When you're around me,
I live a pond life of a pearl
And when you go away
I get lost in life's whirl
Day-dreaming 'bout your Arabian eyes
More colorful than heaven's butterflies
You're the first sweet truth of my fate
But sometimes I get scared,
Cause maybe, Am late.
But the question is,
Who are you?

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