My personal statement for my high school yearbook. Came to me when i was lying sleepless next to dada; one of my many sources of inspiration.
God, Allah, Bhagwan am i
the space between land and the sky
even Iblees is a part of me
i am the prophet, the prophecy
i am not heaven nor am i hell
i am that lively place where you lifeless dwell
limited yet infinite just like time
i am not yours nor am i mine
i am truth, i am fiction
i am hypocrisy,contradiction
the ultimate, the sublime that mountain which you could not climb
i am a prison, death the price for bail
my life maybe for rent, but my soul not for sale
i am the answer though born was i a question
i am the teacher, the student, but what is the lesson?
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