Who Am I?

Poem By Angelina Pandian

Who am I? The question rises within
And I search my mind for an answer
Who am I?
Am I moonshine on water?
Scattering into ripples once the pool is touched
Am I a reflection, a mere shadow?
Attractive, dangerous but unreal.
Who am I?
Am I a flower of the wild?
To be plucked and torn, to dry and die
To be blown with the winds,
Who am I?
Am I a firefly of the dark?
Dancing gaily, bright speck for few seconds,
Or am I yet, the lonely star in the sky?
So far away unable to touch people
So alone in the dark wide sky
Yet, pouring out its life’s light,
Am I the lone star? Waiting –
For, what I do not know.
Who am I?
When I open my heart to the touch of your eyes
I become a flower,
When I lay my head on your shoulder
That moment as heavy as night air
I’ll become moonshine on still waters.
When you brush back the hair from my face
And whisper, your love for me, in my ear
I become a firefly, a rainbow, a mountain stream.
When distance comes between us -
I’ll become the silent lonely star
Waiting to be held in your arms again!

Comments about Who Am I?

you are that nothingness.........ether........
straight tenner Am I moonshine on water? Scattering into ripples once the pool is touched Am I a reflection, a mere shadow? Attractive, dangerous but unreal. beautiful poem cheers


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