Are you real?
You are a tangent, infinitely close
And yet you fade away too soon
You glow awhile in borrowed light
Arriving in phases, like the moon
You come close only to turn away
You seek and then you elude
You speak with a thunderous silence
You pretend, you delude.
You are a puzzle I need to solve
You are the question that went unasked
You are the game that I can never win
You are a riddle which comes masked.
You exist only in imagination
But the warmth of the glow is real
Only time will tell if you are summer rain
Or an elaborate winter spiel.
2014 Preeti Shenoy
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