Anisha Dutta Poet Rhyme

My Identity Virelai

My Identity -virelai

                                         My body, my mind
                                          and soul entwined.
                                             Who am  I ?
                                        My past gone behind,
                                         never to unwind.
                                            I’m to sigh.
                                        Need to be defined !
                                     Where to search or find?
                                               May I try ?
            
                                           I am born to die.
                                          Days be wet or dry.
                                              Me unknown.
                                        Ups and downs to fly.
                                          Life just passing by.
                                                Monotone !
                                         Whether laugh or cry
                                            I am to bid bye ,
                                                 forgotten !

                                       Aim of life not shown,
                                         to enjoy or mourn ?
                                                 Is life kind 
                                         or misery - prone ?
                                       Soul attached or flown ?
                                               How designed ?
                                        Playing divine tone ,
                                          as body is thrown.
                                             Lane ends blind.



03/ 18 / 23

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Gordon Mcconnell March 20, 2023 at 4:31 AM Nice penning Anisha, with lovely rhyme and flow too. Blessings,Gordon

Unseeking Seeker March 18, 2023 at 7:54 AM It’s great that you are inquiring ‘who am I’ ~ upon reaching exhaustion, silence provides the answer because we cannot use mind to go beyond mind