One of you!

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Photo Credit: blogs.dickinson.edu

What’s wrong with me?

Why am I counting my days?

What is that ticking in my head?

What’s eating me?

Why I’m not feeling alive?

Is it that I’m already dead?

~

What’s happened to me?

Why I’m still crying?

Why my poems are reading sad?

Whom I’m fighting for?

Why I’m still trying?

Whose ghost is over my head?

~

Will someone come and claim me?

Won’t somebody know my pain?

Will someone come aflame me?

Won’t somebody give me a name?

~

It’s a hot afternoon,

Sun has eaten the moon,

I’m afraid it’ll eat my pieces too,

Will anyone come define me?

I’ll never know who I’m,

But I’m… one of you.

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  1. Beautiful poem! I think we’re all still figuring out who we are. And I think our definition of ourself changes through the years, which is a good thing. But this is definitely a topic many people contemplate about and I think many people can relate to your poem. Xo

  2. Wow, this was beautiful!
    “It’s a hot afternoon,
    Sun has eaten the moon,
    I’m afraid it’ll eat my pieces too,”
    Love that!
    Jennifer

  3. Neeraj – so poignant. certainly makes one think about a truth we all face (or shall i say me) on a daily basis.

  4. liken that one…sounds like a song too.. 🙂

  5. Ok, so I’ve to confess that I’ve turned into a fan of your writings, BIG TIME, by now. This is yet another such a profound and throught provoking piece.
    “Will anyone come define me?

    I’ll never know who I’m,

    But I’m… one of you”
    This steals heart!

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