8/4/15

You are Me





When I keep my foot on the floor,
I feel you are my earth


When I satisfy the harsh thirst,
I feel you are my water


When I learn new lessons of life,
I feel you are my book


When I begin writing a poem,
I feel you are my inspiration


When I am devoid of ideas,
I feel you are my imagination


When I look on the mirror for me,
I feel you are there in it


When I seek the 'I' in me,
I feel you are that special me.



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