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  37.     

Identity...

Searching identity,
It doesn't seem enough.
Being Mom, wife and
So many other things....
Others Defining Me.

Deep dive, I realize
We are so crooked inside our mind.
Consciously denying.

The need for an identity.
Why can't it be enough to be.
love of all things surrounding,
Serenity of little deeds.

Life of a women
Passes through so many Identities.
When born she is a daughter to somebody.
Sister to siblings and that seems enough.

Marriage brings a different meaning.
With name changes her whole identity.
Now she is a wife of somebody.
Meaning so many different things.
 
Bhawana Bhowmik

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  38.     

As the Dawn Comes.

As the dawn comes
I remember what mama used to say
You are a man
Never you forget
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
I ask myself again
What my lot here is
One day I will die
What legacy will I leave then?
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
It has been said that
Being siblings is like waking in one room
In the morning each finds
His own way
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind
Even saints tell their Lord
Let no human tie however dear
Prevent me from
Following the way to God
The truth is that we lose our identity
As we chase the wind.
 
samuel nze

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  39.     

She Stole Me

She stole me, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for,
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for.

You told them it was your idea
You lied to them about your taste
The way you dressed
The way you wore your hair
The way you did your make-up

She stole my, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for

I met a guy, who knew her from school
We dated for a while
He mentioned you a lot
It seemed he asked you first and you rejected him
he hurt me; he caused me pain; because of you

She stole my, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for

All i know, is that i am me
You are you
You can never be me
I can never be consumed by you
It won't work, even though....

She stole my, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for
 
Donna Hendra

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  40.     

IMMORTAL

One day I asked my mother
“Can anyone be immortal? ”
Mother laughed at me and said
“Child it’s only god who is immortal.”
“Why only god? ” when I asked
Mother said. “He creates”.

Then I was determined,
To create something one day and be immortal,
But, I hadn’t made my identity
So, I started first making my identity.

The day, I made my identity
The greed of immortalness evolved again
I started working for my creativity then
Worked, worked and worked all day and nights.

My struggle started yet again,
Then came the day when my songs for identity were not sold
At last the day of laughter came,
My song was recorded and was big hit at once.

Then came the day my dream came true
I realized the greed of immortality on me had been fulfilled,
My song was forever until the existance of human race is there.
 
Sambidhan Acharya

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