WHAT AM I

At times I wonder

what am I

I am what he

wants me to be

Gives everything only

When I cry

And desperately try

When I reach the ground

of the sea drowning

He pulls me out

for air gasping

Lessons I learn

In a tough way

All wordly pleasures

He gave

But nothing to be

touched he says

Am I born to stare

at the roses

But the thorns

to hold in hand

Ha! Now I give up

For I know

I am nothing

Drown me in sea

Or push me from mountains

Then give me the moon

Do what you wish

I have left it to you

With full trust

But promise to

Show your existence

Face to face

Eye to eye.

copyright@sunita grover raina2021

18/11/21

India

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