sometimes i search in distant seas
for my own identities…
hoping, there, to find afloat
Sometimes i toss in ocean waves
seeking solace in enclaves
of nostalgic memories
that the heart, and mind enslaves.
Sometimes i wonder who i am,
and what i used to earlier be-
and find myself once more lost ,
inside a storm, wholly at sea.
Sometimes i borrow a word or two
from your vocabulary-
And then i wonder if i am
a little less of me.
Sometimes I float in stormy seas, seeking my identities
and unanswered questions i leave,
asking myself, who might i be.