Iam the one yet different from the whole.
I am you, but different.
I am me, but I am everything, and everyone.
I do, I listen, and I am nothing; yet everything.
I am the waves, the stars, the flesh and blood
I am the trees, the hide and the bone.
I am a mess and I am accomplished
I am order and chaos rolled into one.
I am the ego and I am the soul
I am the word and the silent scream
I am pain, and the in between
I am a misplaced word and poetry
I am a song and lack of melody
I am never ending and a dead end
I am empty yet filled to the brim
I am the tongue that everyone speaks
I am the forgotten tongue that never repeats
I am the rhyme that catches on
I am the abstract that never lets on
I am Dharanesh!, what about you?
