My Hope Diamond
Formulated in rough surroundings
A piece of coal that fights the storms
This is a story of a precious diamond,
Neglected and left to wither on...
I was once a diamond, tears fall as I cry
They now look like raindrops falling from the sky
We gave each other a diamond, till death do us part
Now the snow glistens like diamond, in wasteland of my heart
Buried in my closet, at times I see you there
Now just a memory as now it's lost its glare
Yet I am hopeful, for another will take its place
I hope it's the Hope Diamond where I'll find solace :)
poem by Meena Mustafa
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