Let I Know Me Poem by Showkat Ahmad Wani

I have no room to read me, words to say
My being, no pen to carve on rocky slates,
No chisel to craft this dust to higher known,
No soil to sow the rosy thoughts of thorns,
No ear to take my airy shack as words,
No vernal breeze to share the burns on rose,
How long this sky be seen with hazy look?
Or search the rock beneath fertiles of mind,
How long I taste this ocean-abyss for salt?
Let go and find the pearls for crowns of kings,
Let this book be read, Let this rose be smelt,
Before the worms may gulp it word by word,
Before the cold may freeze it leaf by leaf,
Before the sun may cloud it drop by drop.
(Sep,2025)