Midnight Poets Quest ~ Special Selections Entry 4

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The Dragonfly

Lost in green’s, lost in the beauty so vast,

You try to get a glimpse, my wings flutter so fast,

Folklore’s stories, what all have you heard,

Everything but the truth, everything absurd…

 

Trapped in your bottles, being your best friend in the younger days,

Tricks up your sleeve to catch me, you’d find newer ways,

The joy on your face, the twinkle in your eye,

The way you’d jump when I’d fly by…

 

Oh I’d do anything, to make you my only friend,

Trapped in your glass bottles, even though it was the end,

I’d dance and sway and flutter my rainbow wings,

I’d see my reflection in your eyes, you were always my king…

 

My wings you would caress, colours you’d admire,

My eyes you would look into, my life you would desire,

And in the green, among the beauty so vast,

You made me feel pretty, you’d hold me so fast…

 

And when you plucked my wings, I never felt the pain,

I’d scream with joy, feel beautiful, feel vain,

My colours on your fingertips, and I would cry,

You make me feel so wanted, I’d give up the urge to fly…

 

Without my wings, I’d still flutter in your glass jar,

Your astonished eyes make me forget all my scars,

And with my last breath, I would admire myself in your eyes,

So what if you destroyed me, you made me feel beautiful inside…

 

To the world I was ugly, just another winged fly,

Shunned away lonely, lost in a corner I’d cry,

But to you I was beautiful, the twinkle in your eye,

And just so that you don’t forget me; my name is Dragonfly.

 

By Shobhita Singh Parmar

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