Who Am I Poem by Akhtar Jawad

If you are mirror see a mirror in me.
Placed in front of each other,
making a number of images,
you have seen this show,
in a beauty saloon.
If you are a daughter see a father in me,
If you are a sister see a brother in me,
If you are a mother see a son in me,
If you are a beloved see a lover in me,
If you are a friend see a friend in me,
If you are a poetess see a poet in me,
I you are a woman see a man in me,
If you are a star see a star in me,
Sitting at a distance of so many light years,
Don’t ask me as to who am I,
In the endless time and space,
we can only see the twinkling lights,
But we have a prism too deep inside,
And we have a screen of thoughts,
within us,
Diverge the light through the beating prism,
Study the spectrum to know something,
Ask the spectrum who is he?
If you get an answer,
you will see it’s there in my list,
I did the exercise,
but the distance of light years,
obstructed most of the light.
The heart my prism,
made an image on my thinking,
that was too dim and not clear,
could not make a clear spectrum.
But I saw something is there,
It was a write,
“I am un-named.”
If you are un-named,
I am also un-named!
But that’s the spectrum through my prism,
Now the ball is in your court.
If interested and you have time to kill,
do the same exercise,
And if you find a clear spectrum,
Be kind enough to let me know.
Otherwise, let it remain un-named forever
I never met you and I will never meet you.
We shall meet on the Day of Judgment,
There we’ll decide mutually,
Who are we?