Anonymous

Art by Jaya Singh.

You can’t see me though you see me,
I am a matter of facts hidden in time,
I am born tough ready to swim,,
Even when the tides are high.
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I know you see me, but you won’t,
I see you in my mind, because it’s my gift,
Its what i took as my pride,
I am anonymous, beauty I hide.

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I hide! I hide! I hide! what you see not,
Remember, my angst sweetness,
Remember my beautiful smile
Don’t forget my untamed desires,
It lie reticent in the soothing light.

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In the depth of the skies,
Light years ahead is my abode,
What deeds I wore, and seeds i have?
It’s collected in the rolls of time.
I though am a filigree being,
But my soul ready to fly.
I am from the puerile ribs,
Better, than the sand.

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I shine from the azure azule,
Bringing gospels and tidings,
My worth remained
a secret susurration
My reward not revealed
to the world in words.
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I am not “I am”,
My lips read on rosary,
And forehead bows to the Creator.
I can breathe light in the darkness
Have Rumoured languid might,
But I am the way to heavens
Still guessing who I am?

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Aquib.

Thanks to Jaya for inspiring me to write.😁