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Who am I and Why?

A reflective, inward poem by Rajumoni, for Different Truths.

Who am I
And why
Tell me
Explain me
Interpret my inside story.
I am standing before you like a statue.
reflect me and my history
Who am I? And why?

Go deep inside me.
Tell me honestly,
How truly I am reflecting?
Tell me what is the wrong that I did
Knowing or unknowing?

Let me believe myself today.
I have faith in me,
I am the best friend of mine.
I respect brotherhood,
I am simple.
Want to be humble,
I didn’t make drinking water dirty.
Never cut any tree
on roadside or inside the forest.
Loved all freely
Never laughed feeling sad inside.

Tell me how much pain is waiting for me
Tell me how much joy is lying wait,
Tell me how many wishes twinkled on my forehead?

Yes, reflect me
I have thrown my crying.
Yes, I am keeping all my joys behind.

Tell me who am I
And why?
Oh, the clean looking glass,
I am standing in front of you without facial and makeup,
See me,
Tell me,
Reflect my inside story
As I am reflecting.

©Rajumoni Saikia

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Rajumoni Saikia
Rajumoni Saikia is an Assamese poet, teacher, and amateur drama artist. An author with 16 published books, of which eight were edited by him. A post-graduate in Assamese language, Praveen in Hindi Literature, he completed a language course in Kannada from Mysore. He received the national level Natyashree Award from Allahabad Natya Sangha; received the best journalist award, in 1993, for investigative journalism and other awards.

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