Who am I : A Poem on Finding Identity
Do you know who are you?
Are you the one you see in the mirror?
Or, the one you always wanted to be?
Or, should I call you, the puppet of destiny?
Sometimes, I wonder who am I?
Who am I wrapping myself with?
Is there anyone, I am hiding beneath?
A girl who believes in the power of resilience,
A woman who lives her life of dreams?
Or, the one I never seemed to be?
Am I the one, adorned with the remnants of love, innocence, and beauty?
It was the hour before dawn.
The world was sleeping,
But I was awake.
A sweet fragrance filled my heart,
I heard a song from an unknown bird.
A song of hope, or a song of love.
Maybe, it was a song of longing.
Or perhaps, it was the song of awakening.
Coming from away, it felt so soothing.
My soul became healed.
Wrapping the shawl of serenity and solitude,
I came to the balcony.
And I realized, I am awaken, I am alive.
I am a truth unveiled,
Yet, a mist in disguise.
A wandering miracle,
Defying the trap of hatred and lies.
From the ashes of broken stars,
I am the dawn, waiting to arise.
I am dream,
I am hope.
I am bliss,
I am love.
I am a poem,
I am a song.
I am light,
I am tomorrow.