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Who am I?
You are not what the world sees, you are what you believe to be…
In front of the mirror
Each day, each night,
Listening to my reflection
In unwavering plight,
To voices, I cannot see
I feel sorry for their squandering.
I hear them say
In a fearful din,
You’re too short, too fat
Or well, just not brill,
But do I care?
A bit I’ll say, then move on for their decay.
I question myself
Each waking light,
The question that scorches my sight,
Hampers my thinking,
Kills my heart,
The question I need to ask.
Who am I? I think,
Each time I reach the brink,
As I try to understand
What they see,
Coz all I see
Is the talent degreed.
Who am I? You say,
Well I’ll convincingly repeat
I am the person you’ll never see without retreat,
The person who is more than what you see
I am not what my demeanour speaks,
I am one who writes my destiny.
Your thinking,
It merely shows my display
The semblance that’s bound to decay
I worry not of what I see
In that mirror which is not destiny
Who am I?
I am me.
– Yukta Bhandari
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Very nice poem
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Very nice poem
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Nicely composed👍🏽
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Very well written Yukta. Who am I , this is l use to think from childhood and always get different answers and of course I am me is one of them. Hats off to you. Tittle itself forced to read it. It rhymes so well. Marvelous.
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Wonderful
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Too good 💫
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I am me …. Really this makes me think and rethink …… Very true …..Who am I yes I am me. Well composed sweetheart.
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Beautiful, Yukta.. keep writing..
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Very well composed!
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Yukta your thoughts and words merge perfectly…looking forward to more of your works
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Well thought and written yukta … Cheers
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Amazing ❤️❤️
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💞💞 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👏🏻👏🏻
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Beautifully written. The rhyme scheme is perfect and I hope you get published someday. Super Proud of you!! ☺️☺️
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