Trying to find the ...unfound
Looking inwards
Looking outwards
Trying to find the ...unfound
Striving to make the ...embarrassed
My identity is ....always
in crisis
Unable to stick to rules
Unable to limit to boundaries
My identity always elopes
How can we fix ourselves in a mould
We are not machines...
We don't have fixed networking
We can't have fixed identity
It changes with time...place...situation
Identity grooms according
to nature
In fact identity is one form of SPIRIT
Keeps evolving from something to nothingness
Identity is the one which merges with universe
You and me are same in terms of NATURE...
Identities only we make...identities only we
seek!
For Poetry Jam: Identity
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Identity