i have no name
i’m never the same
i can’t change places
or save faces
i come and go — never with
i’m just there —
springing up anywhere
i come and then i’m not
i am not me
i am not you or we
neither they nor them
these will not fit
those aren’t it
i don’t know who i am
whether i can be seen or heard
read or said
touched or felt
tasted or sensed
nobody knows me
nobody wants me
nobody claims me
maybe i’m just —— nonsense
You are elusive. You are everywhere. You certainly are a brainteaser.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully crafted and insightful. An existential clearing of the air.