I'm Not Me Poem by DASHARATH NAIK

My shadow is now
All set with its wings open
Braving all odds and
Displaying an array of content
For the person in me
After impregnating thoughts
And deserting my whole being
In the street;

The road blockade
Disrupted creativity on the route
As hundreds of words were left stranded
On the highway of imagination
For lack of inspiration
Me though passionate
About playing my thoughts so genuine;

Officially I'm not me
I'm not what I seem or appear to be
My shadow, my ideal choice,
Regulates my spirit
Making my mind indulge in torture
Of my hapless feelings and emotions
Standing lonely but not alone
Taking me in confinement
With my identity
In my creative den surprisingly.

©® Dasharath Naik