I Am Not That I Poem by Ratnakar Rout

I am not that I
You saw the day before
A new man I am born each day
With a day break
Letting off my shells at bay
The yesterday is buried.

A new man I land up on earth
With a different chemistry
Blessed with biological evolutions
Beginning with cells to the nails
And enriched with new thoughts
Feelings and emotions, step by step
And moments after moments
Like the layers after layers of a
Newly built in foundation.

It’s not easy to protect from inertia
Like hidden flame glows up
Like silent wind blow up
And like a lost seed wakes up
At times when a cross road is ahead
When a fix is in the horizon
When a worst battle is on its anvil
Then it overpowers the conquerors
Then it spreads its tentacles.

It gets encouragement from the
Implanted nostalgia
And the poor carrier crawls
On not-so smooth surface
Like a baby fights to stand up
In his crumbling feet.

This nexus forbids me to conceive
I am almost a different person today
And I shall be absolutely different next day
But all these happen
When I am that I, you see
A pool of blood
A skeletal structure
With skin and flesh
Beautifully sculptured and preserved
Like an empty pond gradually fills up
Like a sibling grows up day by day
Like a vessel pours in slowly and slowly
I grow up with the strange experiences
In each minute passes by.

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