'I'
defines me but itself elusive
quicksand
the more i try to hold it
the more it drifts apart...
the more i scream "its me"
the more it screams back " who me ?"
it lurks
somewhere
between my identity and my image
when removed
this self same 'i'
makes a 'dent' in my 'age[d]' 'entity'
who then is this 'i'?
...its there in my LiFE
...its there in my FAMily
...its there in the SOCiETY i live
its there following me
A SHADOW
which is there
BUT
still not there...
defines me but itself elusive
quicksand
the more i try to hold it
the more it drifts apart...
the more i scream "its me"
the more it screams back " who me ?"
it lurks
somewhere
between my identity and my image
when removed
this self same 'i'
makes a 'dent' in my 'age[d]' 'entity'
who then is this 'i'?
...its there in my LiFE
...its there in my FAMily
...its there in the SOCiETY i live
its there following me
A SHADOW
which is there
BUT
still not there...
2 comments:
the more i scream "its me"
the more it screams back " who me ?"
I dont know when the last time was when i read something like that and have been thinking on it.
Thought provoking. Not very comfortable thoughts tho.
Lady, i have bookmarked ur blog. Keep writing.
I've to acknowledge tht writing poem comes naturally to you. :-) I can recall the poems you used to write at school too.
Very nice poem with even better style of writing it, which should make everyone (at least, I did) ponder n say, "Hey, tht's so true."
Nice one n keep me updated with ur future creations :-)
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