Who Am I? Poem by C. P. Sharma

All part of the illusion my friend WE think we are this and that but we do not know exactly who or what we are

so beautiful, thanks for sharing

Beautiful you write my kind of poetry. Like a drifting cloud Bound by nothing I just let go Giving myself up To the whim of the wind. (Ryoken)

Very eloquent. Your mind paints lyrical poem pictures. May the music never end. Always your friend, Sandra

Great imagery very eloquently portrayed....

The flow of images and sounds brought my soul on a merry go round..Lovely poem, thank you!

the search from time immemorial continues........ yuga`s that will continue........

i am the tears in paradise the rain in the hell the storm in the desert the flood while in drought..naizz

fine-flowing... very meaningful.. carved with lightness and simplicity lovely... 10+++

symbolic poem........meaningful thought...10+++