When did you ask me for my other name?
The name that came out from my pen
The name that haunts me to delight
Oh! I have another name
I simply hate myself the way I am
That I'd like to be that other man
That hiding man inside me
Oh! where's that other man?
Another name and another me
Which is for me and for the world to see?
My true self or my counterfeit?
Oh! God! which one is the real me
What's in a name? It is just a game
Of bitter truths and sweet deceit
As I toss the coin on every street
Oh! I feel so incomplete
The classic maze in the misty haze
Is finding me from my own self
As I rummage through that untidy shelf
Although a million words are scribbled
The papers stays blank
What's in a name? It is just a game Of bitter truths and sweet deceit As I toss the coin on every street Oh! I feel so incomplete.... great theme. There is nothing in name, noble deed is important. Beautifu poem. Nicely crafted. Thanks.
Thank You Sir for your kind words.It gives me the impetus to go on writing.It would be wonderful to have your comments and ratings on my other poems as well
This is an amazing poem based on introspection and self-interpretation. Concept nicely treated. Thanks. That hiding man inside me / Oh! where's that other man? The classic maze in the misty haze / Is finding me from my own self
Thank You Rajnish for your kind words.Wish you browse through my other poems as well and give in your valuable comments
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Which one is real.. The hiding man inside me or the man the world see. Beautiful poem. The real person always hide inside us and always reveal to the mist loved person only.
Thank You Rini for your appreciation