I Am The God Poem by C. P. Sharma

It is I
It is always I
In diverse ways
I unfold
But to today
I am sold

I forget
I was a child
When prattled
In my youth
Romance bloomed
With a girl settled
Now, when I am old
I am aches and folds
I would get rid of
This garb
Then I shall be
A bird, a flower
A fish or a star

I like change
Hence I am ever new
I am my own mind
My mind makes me
Of changing convictions
I am the prey
If I cast off illusions
As God I stay

Rejoinder: Rajesh Joshi’s post ‘Always try’ on fb.