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What am I?

15 Aug

This is written in response to the prompt on the following link:
http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/08/12/free-write-friday-do-you-know-who-you-are/

What am I?
Cells and tissues
Blood raging through?
My beliefs and views
That I thrust on you?

The rise of a wave
Pulled by the heavens afar?
A truant from the grave
Under the spell of a star?

A soul that’s been writhing
In anger and pain
Barren land that’s been waiting
To be graced by the rain?

A bit of the bamboo
A chunk of the weeds?
A slice of the song
Slipping through the reeds?

A self that’s been bound
By sorrows and strife
Going round and round
Through the circle of life?

A speck of dry dust
In the wind that is sown?
A lasting abundance
In which “I” will drown?

What am I?

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7 Comments

Posted by on August 15, 2011 in Poetry, Reflections

 

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7 responses to “What am I?

  1. granny1947

    August 18, 2011 at 8:26

    This is great.
    “a truant from the grave”….I love it.
    Mwah!

     
  2. kgangadharan

    August 18, 2011 at 8:26

    if only one knew.. may be all that and much more. like tangled memories, primal instincts and confused emotions. but the essence of it all, the one-word answer, the key to the puzzle??? a lovely poem!

     
  3. kgangadharan

    August 18, 2011 at 8:26

    if only one knew.. may be all of that and much more. like tangled memories, primal instincts, confused emotions. but the essence of it all, the one-word answer, the key to the puzzle??? a lovely poem!

     
  4. surekh

    August 18, 2011 at 8:26

    Did You read “Samudrathara”_ Balachanran Chullikkad April 3 Mathrubhoomi weekly…

    These r at the periphery…beyond that “what I am..?’…!!!!

     
  5. Sharp Little Pencil

    August 16, 2011 at 8:26

    Nadira, this is beautiful. You seem to be forever part of the earth, and that’s a lovely thought. Thanks! Amy
    PS you left an amazing comment on the soldier piece… hope you get back to see my response… here’s another!
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/08/16/me-not-me-an-etheree/

     
  6. souldipper

    August 16, 2011 at 8:26

    Oh,a drowning in abundance. Very well done, Nadira. You brought the connectivity into the poem beautifully.

     
  7. Kellie Elmore

    August 16, 2011 at 8:26

    “under the spell of a star”…i adore that. The whole thing is beautiful. Pondering just who you are in all that surounds you. Amazing piece. Thanks for sharing in Free Write Friday! See you next week!

     

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