Invaded Identity Poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Invaded Identity



I am me
Who said this?
So is my body
An invaded custody
Occupied by her
Thoughts and memories
Two sided glossaries
Not a reflection is mine
That would determine
My own identity
Out of my sanctity

I may be a string
Of any cacophonous Sitar
Where she creates
On my wounds
Riot of sounds
Without bounds

Thursday, January 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love,music,sound,wound
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