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Angst of Existence
How do I describe myself? Is it my biodata, my curriculum vitae Or the sum of the scraps These verses and stories I write about myself? Do you, reader, see me in lines like these? The corpus of my writings Friend, do you, in this corpus before you? I ask you, woman of my life This man, who shared your bed and love Pray, tell me who I am. I am looking askance at my son My dogs, my fish, birds of the air Tell me what I am, lay me at rest. Am I just a grain of sand Born of nothing Living Destined for nothing? As I turn my back To you, to the world What would you say who I were – Would you just shrug and smirk? It is not what you think I am That bothers me But not knowing who I am Not knowing my place, if at all I have any, not knowing if I exist? While you collect your thoughts Allow me to sit here Collecting, picking, sniffing at words. ********* Balachandran V, Trivandrum 31.10.2009
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