Who Am I?
Who am I to rock,
to change the way,
like weather cock?
I couldn't catch,
anything in fist.
I didn't win the match.
I ran behind all,
in the playground.
Finally, I did fall.
I never, want to win.
Now, I'm at the same place,
as I always, have been.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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