Who I am, I asked myself
without any clue
I see things appearing, vanishing, deceiving me from what's true
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Who can answer this question? Nobody knows who he is, perhaps we are what we think. A thoughtful poem.
First of all we have to recognise ourself and then we can be able to recognise our Creator. Very intelligent questioning is present in your beautiful poem but there should also be some clue leading towards their answers, I think. Anyhow I like your curiosity too much. Thanks for sharing.
What are you not? Be all of it without a you. That's when you appear keep feeling and writing A+
Such a brilliant write, Nayyab... a highest 10++++😘😘😘
Wow... such a brilliant write, Nayyab.... a highest 10++++😘😘😘
A lovely poem. Indeed the purpose of our existence is self-discovery. We all are trying to find our true identity in a vast varied world. Well penned.