Me Mine And I Poem by Bhawana Bhowmik

Me, Mine and I
The words I chose

To brand things I thought I owned.

The car, the house and all the the goodies that surround

But owning anything is such a misapprehension

I am at the end left with only my soul.


What we choose to believe and lay our life's on

Is but such an illusion.

Holding life is but like holding sand with all our might.

The tighter thy grip the lesser we hold.


I cannot even own the thoughts and desires held deep with in Me

What a catastrophe to believe that anything but me belongs to me.