Know The Essense Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Please know the essence
They told me time and again
And I started to read
My past histories.

Where is the history
And what is the authenticity
That I asked again
And they keep mum.

No correct answer from anybody
Nobody is disinterested actually
Nothing is here that is to be
Known as personally.

That I said again
Come and narrate the place
You live in but nobody is there
To come forward with geography.

I am in my own pages, see me
Without any question
As I know no question bears
An answer that is satisfactory.