In the mirror I see a stranger
Keep searching for my identity,
Nowhere, I can find,
On an unknown path,
Walking, aimless and blind....
Neither joy, nor sorrow,
Or hopes of tomorrow,
Thrown away, I travel, like an aimless arrow....
Waking up each day, to nothingness,
Hints I search for, I try to guess,
Oblivious to the world, I am, hopeless!
Inside out, from head to toe, I scan myself....
Aware I am, of nothing at all,
Much like a wandering leaf in the fall....
I KNOW NOT WHO I AM!!!!!
5 comments:
The uncertainty well portrayed !
Good one.
Bloghopped here. .
Cheers!
There is always that stranger within us; who, it is said, will find us before we find him/her...
Yes, just how we say, do not search for God, let Him come to you. 'Cos, there is *God* in each and every one of you... (Advaita thought)
Thoughts beautifully conveyed.
Tc.
Peace. Be well.
lovely mona..n u also at d acrostic style! good!
very well expressed thots..
Mona, well put and the acrostic is great. Thanks for sharing!
you are mona aiyarrrrrrrrr :-)
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