I'm Poem by AMITAVA MAZUMDAR

I'm not I, perhaps someother person
Who bail out life through an easy bargain.
Thereof I ne'er go with the flow
Down on the grass softer, I used to mow
I wanted to come out as brook from a river
But ne'er did happen, deserts forbid me farther
Slowly to be and gentler like a lazy afternoon
I gather round myself, I scoop up some old dust in a spoon.

I'm not I. perhaps someother person
Anger bleeds under my teeth sometimes, I became the sun
Though I meditate often, like a Buddhisteven ran to the farthest
Whereof I could learn from the lambs, silence is the bravest.

I'm not I. perhaps someother person
By the shadow of yours, I slapped all my shame
Those hygenic jokes, seethes unbrazen
I solemnise, loved by a forbidden.