When you ask me, “who are you”
Do you want to know a bit more of the sand
That spread in me from the backyard
After the river overflew to hug me
but later retracted with a bit of my soul?
When you ask me, “who are you”
Do you want to know a bit more of the song
Infused in me from the coucal’s trill
After the jackals barked in the dark
Shooing the birdie with a bit of my spirit?
When you ask me, “who are you”
Do you want to know a bit more of the sky
That draped me with the endless horizon
After the grass beneath and the stars above
swelled the vastness of my cracked heart?
To fathom me is to sway with my shadow
Feel the breath of my spring, frost of my winter
get drenched in my torrential rains,
taste the nectar of my fuzzy newness
and forever be lit by the ash of my burning star.
Ghalib has a sh’er about this
Poochhtey hain woh ke Ghalib kaun hai
Koyi batlaaye ke ham batlaayein kya
“ Someone wants to know who Ghalib is
Let someone tell me what I should tell the enquirer “
Thank you for sharing such a beautiful piece! The journey inside indeed is never-ending!
A beautiful,reflective,and in a way,spiritual poem, filled with interesting images.
Thank you dear sir!
Beautifully expressed search for identity ending in the realization that we are part of sky ,earth and nature.
Thank you for reading my poem, and sharing your thoughts!
Wonderful write, reflecting the depth of the poet’s inner essence !
Thank you for your appreciative words