Who am I?

Am I, a son of my parents

Am I, in the position I am working

Am I, only a brother of my sister

Am I, only a man of my wife

 Am I, only a father of my child

I am all this, father, son, brother, husband...

These all are just duties of mine then

Who am I....? 

On the day of my cremation...I will find who am I.

I have just assembled a piece of five elements

Sand, water, air, fire and space.

These elements will marge within them again on my doomsday

My soul will leave me away somewhere in the space.

My skull will be burnt and carried away by the fire.

Water will evaporate and mix in the atmosphere...

Only ash of my burnt body will leave on the earth...

It will be hard finding particles of my ash in the sand after a rainy week...

Ohh! Why am I so sad! Why I am so envious

When nothing is mine

I borrowed all my body from nature

It will take it back from me...

I am here to do some

Which I am not doing for long...

Just to do my duties eminently.

Duty of loving and caring without any desire in return. 

September 4th, 2019