Identity Poem by Akash Mazumdar

everyone want it but somebody owns, dont who have money they are unknown, it makes a diffrence standard in a crowd, if it's literally impressing it speaks loud, sometime it's ignored considering it diffrent, people reject it but every one, is unique and diffrent, it gives info it consists behaviour, it is remind by marks on face or by a name, it clashes very few but never the same, it does not define any one's heart and it's purity, but still a basic which is firstly caught by human it's called identity.