Identity -----Lost In Tethered Emotions
I am still in a mess
am I born with a body and a soul?
if I am a body , I know myself,
but if I am soul too then what is my goal?
am I just a boy or more than that,
Just confused with my identity,
am I a thing to be used,
or a precious creation of vanity.
I am still in a fix of life,
where I relate myself with material,
I have no price tag with me,
but everything else for me is a monistic cereal.
I am lost in greed and deed for lust,
trouncing everyone out of my way,
I want to be a king,
of the world where thoughts doesn’t sway
I am doing things as it is,
Understanding noting from deep,
I create nothing for lives,
But inside me has 1000 pains to keep.
So when will I get my true identity,
When I will be free from this jar,
I want to be free from tears,
Give me my identity, leave me "Why Me Yaar*"
Yaar* ....................... is a word used in Hindi for Friend
This is a poem from my third poetry book "Why me yaar" which is available in Amazon.com.
Copyright © Diwakar Pokhriyal | Year Posted 2012
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