Poem by NilavroNill Shoovro
I Am What I Am Not
I am what I am not
I do what I never do at all
All my words are not mine
The voice I air is not unique
And the air whispers through
Silent crescendo of lies
Since the first murderer
Became the law maker to rule
I stand behind me just like
The shadows of the dead souls
Following my own steps
Contemplating human oaths
And the epics unfolding still
With stories falsely fabricated
Without an apology, without
Any true words of honest mind
I know I don’t know anything
I work without doing anything
Every time I turn around
I find me watching myself
And the time, like human oaths
Never keeps it promises, only
Circling around the voids that
I create, I promote, I carry on…
29th December’ 2020
Beautiful. Nice post
Beautiful ink. Loved it.