I Spy
I spy
I spy your mind-
How much logic does it hold;
I spy your heart-
How much human you are.
I have skills:
The paradox in you,
How much oxymorons you are using,
Who is playing 'Dr Jakyll & Mr Hyde',
Who is the real king and who is the kingmaker-
I can identify.
I am illusive
I hide myself by a veil of Socratic irony
I can wear a mask, too.
Beware!
I am a proud spy.
poem by Prabhakar Sarma Neog
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