Me Poem by prabhakar bhatlekar

I hold these moments
from allover attacking colours
I hold them because
my hallow existence is worth.
I hold them for what
I don't know.
There was nothing to hold.
So far it was a great game
of meaning and purpose
but I always managed to escape.
I love all those who still
think am one of them.
They fill the emptiness
and kindly care for my nonsense.
They pampered me.
Sometime I hold the guilt
for their caring.
They're not aware what
moments I hold.
In fact they never mind
for my madness.
Am one of themthey feel.
I can't hurt their feeling.
I hold those feeling
floating in my hallow existence.