Into the dark recesses of my elusive mind
I tiptoed silently with candlelight;
To thoughtfully watch the curious mind
That proliferate thoughts, away from my sight.
I would like to discover ‘who I am’
The ‘who’ the ‘I’, the stranger lurking in me,
Get introduced to him as well as I can
Advice ‘him’ in the light of the vision that I see.
The real ‘I’ in ‘me’ is a reclusive being
Elusive, evasive and always self-justifying
I caught a glimpse of him prancing and fleeing
Into the dark wilderness where he lives in hiding!
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