Friday, February 5, 2016

Identity ?

I often been termed as nerd,
By my friends and family herd.
Glad I was with the identity,
Until I knew the harsh reality.

I have been fondly called as wife,
By my husband who shares his life.
Glad I was with the identity,
Until I knew the harsh reality.

I have been pampered as mother,
By my children who loves one another.
Glad I was with the identity,
Until I knew the harsh reality.

I attempt to identify myself as Blogger,
                                             a Runner,
                                        a Story teller,
                       and a Yoga Practitioner,
Until I was confused and lost.

I tried to identify the quiet 'I',
It was dissolved in rhythmic high,
There is no tag attached, nor that is named identity,
It was a formless and shapeless entity.

I am happy as always in oscillation,
"Jill of all trades" is my new occupation.


2 comments:

  1. I love your last line...we are all that sort I guess, a Jill :) thanks for participating...

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  2. The letter "I" is shapeless in a way and identity has harsh elements as you imply. Glad you are who you are

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