-Who am I?
...A name?
...A piece of paper?
...The pigment of my skin?
.. Forms on my bones?
-Hmmm...
those may be only stamps...
Try again!
rewind: crfdjchdrchrfdsj
Who am I?
Celestial dust
the oceans nano part.
Tears. Smiles.
Peace. Joy. Sadness.
Try again!
Who am I?
Parents. Siblings.
School friends
neighbour friends
their parents their siblings
teachers coaches tutors
bosses colleagues
lovers, partners
wives husbands
children.
The children's friends
Their family
their family friends,
the friends of friends..
Image taste thought
motion...
-Stop!
Asking again:
WHO AM I?
- If not
lost thing,
than I'm
the memory
of many.
you are my friend a member of my PH family.i hope you will not ask me again, who am i.
if not lost thing than I'm the memory of many. good thought.
I really enjoyed this poem. it is very well written and expressed. It reminds me of a poem I have written called Reflections take a look when you have time. We all have to take a good look at ourselves sometimes. We are somebody and we are beautifully and wonderfully made. A unique creation you are Elena.
Like a mirror we are playing many roles just when we face our characters to different people..and in this big connection the invisible string tied us all together from heart to hearts with love and care signals..._Soul
{Who am I? Celestial dust the oceans nano part. Tears. Smiles. Peace. Joy. Sadness.... If not lost thing, than I'm the memory of many. } We are soo much it's hard to describe, yet you did a beautiful job at it. Much enjoyed! 🌵
The most difficult thing in life. Finding Oneself! Excellent poem, has a great winding flow about it. Very original
I agree with Dr Subhendu Kar. Some nice introspective thoughts and imgery.
.The pigment of my skin? .. Forms on my bones? ...................wonderful write by metaphors Who am I ' is when textured in matrix of different roles of relationship, i do admire the way you depict the text,10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Connection is like an ode to acceptance. A deep emotion well expressed in this poem