I have a name,
You too have a name,
Infact, everybody has a name,
Still all are nameless
In the true sense,
We misinterpret ourselves
And walk in the wrong way
In course of our life journey,
When we understand this
And try to take the right way,
It becomes too late,
We find our nameless existence
In the environment,
A false identity teases us from
Behind the curtain,
But we can't get rid of it.
Our namelessness has been pre-empted, co-opted, and abrogated by names.
BRilliant Thanks for sharing this Bravo-worthy poem Anjandev
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Overcoming a false identity, perhaps it requires a new birth!