Outskirts Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Oh yes
I live on
The outskirts of
This earth,
Believe me.

Are you really here
With me?
See me I am
Larger than usual.

Never think
I am an outsider.
Think I am there
In you and you are
There in me.

We are in one place
And no one can
Outright reject another
Though far away fromthe
One another.

I am very very small
And still I need not
Any outside help.

Here I am
Here you are
The place and time
Also the same.
And with own experience
We live independently here.