When I don’t know who I am
How can I know you
How can I even pretend
To comprehend
Who you are
Looking back on the years
It seems as though
Our life’s been
A rainbow of feelings
Of every color
Sometimes anger, often love
Sometimes just wild lust
Sometimes sorrow, often regret
And sometimes
Just searing pain
What did we learn and keep
From our experiences
The same worn-out pieces
Of the corporeal life: Shattered
Then mended again
I am not the same man
That I was yesterday
I change every day
A clairvoyant today: Tomorrow
I may be blind
Sometimes I stand
In front of the mirror
The stranger I see
In front of me: Who is he
I do not know
Who am I really
And who are you
Such are the fugitive liaisons
Of migrant birds: Soon to fly away
Never to meet again
Nice one Holmes
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Really nice, Holmes!!
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Very nice
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The eternal dilemma with as many answers as many different people can interpret, very Good Satyen …
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Beautiful! The sequel to this: “Why am I”?
Keep ’em coming!
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On Sun, Jun 28, 2020 at 12:23 AM Poems For You And Me wrote:
> Satyen Hombali posted: ” When I don’t know who I amHow can I know youHow > can I even pretendTo comprehendWho you are Looking back on the yearsIt > seems as thoughOur life’s beenA rainbow of feelingsOf every color Sometimes > anger, often loveSometimes just wild lustSometime” >
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