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A piece of poetry centered around looking in, reflecting and asking questions about oneself.
Who am I?
Is this a question
Or a discovery
Maybe, a mirage
Sometimes, I see myself
In the vibrant butterflies
Flying with buoyance
Devouring the sweet nectar
Sometimes, I find myself
In the pages of a book
In the imagination
Of an oblivious stranger
At times, I become the spice
To make bland palatable
Diffusing my aroma
Concocting my flavours
I am often in the leaf
Dancing with the wind
Realising the fall
Only once grounded
Is that me, I wonder
In the shards of glass
Splintered and vanquished
Shapeless and serrated
Piercing through them
Who hold me tight
I cannot be their pain
I break free, I gather
There I spot myself
In the silvery beam
Serene and intense
Illuminating the darkness
Arrives a belligerent storm
I meld into the dim
Only to emanate
As the rays of the sun
Is not a question
As there is no answer
This is a mirage
For ‘I’ am infinite
Dynamic every moment
Author’s Note: Often, we try to find the answer to this one question – “Who am I?”. But, the answer remains elusive. How can we ever have a definite answer to this when the ‘I’ in the question itself is constantly changing. It’s almost as if you decipher a code, only to realise that the code itself has changed by the time you do so. Continual soul-searching and self-reflection are essential for us to thrive and evolve. But, we can never truly define ourselves. Because defining is limiting and we have limitless facets and layers to us to unravel and unfold. The expansive universe that exists within us is beautiful, potent and empowering – if only we let it come out uninhibited; if only we dig into it; if only we do not end up falling for the bait of being able to answer this one question in just a few words. Because I am infinite.
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Trigger Warning: This contains descriptions of mental health trauma and suicide, and may be triggering for survivors.
Author’s note: The language and phraseology used are not the author’s words but the terms and narrative popularly used for people living with mental illnesses, and may feel non-inclusive. It is merely for putting our point across better.
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*Some spoilers alert*
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