IDENTITY

IDENTITY

 

It hurts badly, it makes me angry,

It makes me helpless as I find myself lost in you,

All this while I tried to ask myself who am I,

A question I wish you could help me answer.

 

We all look up to someone; we all want to be like someone,

But at no point we want to be someone else, we want to be us,

A person who stands for himself, for his right,

An identity that’s just his own, the one he is proud of.

 

When we met, you helped me walk through life,

A learning phase, a phase that helped me understand myself more,

With each step, I walked on your footsteps,

You became a guiding force and I felt I am blessed.

 

Soon we got married, sharing a bond that started a new life,

In your eyes, I could see myself,

Reaching the dreams that made me believe in myself more,

But it all changed, you asked me to take care of you, and you will handle the rest.

 

My smiles certainly hide the pain, the agony, and tears that I felt,

With every passing day, I could see myself changing,

Changing and becoming more like you,

Should I hate it or love it, I had no answer, but deep inside I knew the truth.

 

In my girl, I found a new life, but as she grew, I could see what was in her mind,

I want to be a free soul maa, want to fly high, not like you,

My eyes hold on to their reply, those tears had a story to share,

But sometimes it’s not the words that hurt you; it’s the truth that pains a lot.

 

I don’t have questions for you, but I want to answer mine,

You became my identity, and I lost the fight without giving it a try,

It’s fine to stand on someone’s side, but can ever sky change his side just to see how the earth feels like,

We all deserve our own spaces, a place, and a name that we have earned,

In the fight, we have to choose our sides, but if you decide to stand with your enemy, you lose the fight,

You can stand in someone’s shadow for a while, not for life, waiting for him to give you some light,

You need to find your own shadow.

 

It’s hard to confess, but it’s a letter to the girl, who wishes to fly,

Search your identity not in other’s eyes, in your dreams,

Drops of rain can melt in the ocean and lose themselves,

But an ocean can never take their place because it’s they who individually fill it, each on its own.

 

Raj

13/2/2020

Reviews

[Katrina Mckeown]

Yes it is difficult whether it be the loss of a parent whom we look up to or a partner who has gone from our lives through death or choice , it
can be difficult for us to
realise our identity without them being there, it is almost like they are our crutch to our
self esteem or identity. Good
write , thought provoking.

[raj24]

Thanks for reading it and yes its difficult to be ourselves in difficult times but we must rise over it.

[Katrina Mckeown]

You’re very welcome and yes that is so true!

[Coyote Poetry]

A epic journey in these words. I felt the honest thoughts and the journey into love dance.
"It’s hard to confess, but it’s a letter to the girl, who wishes to fly,
Search your identity not in other’s eyes, in your dreams,
Drops of rain can melt in the ocean and lose themselves,
But an ocean can never take their place because it’s they who individually fill it, each on its own."
The above lines could stand alone and the sea. Had known the tears of many. Thank you Raj for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote