Unrecognized Poem by Aneek Chatterjee

Who cares who I am
Dusts settle down after the storm
ignited my passion, id
The bus takes a sudden turn
Tramlines as usual look hollow
Sky changes color according to
its fancy
The man on the street is busy running;
to escape from himself

I am running
along tramlines, bending bus, colorful sky
Running through my passion, id
Directionless & unrecognized
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(From Aneek Chatterjee, "Seaside Myopia: A book of Poems", Cyberwit.net,2018. Now available in Amazon, Flipkart, Cyberwit.net)