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I am who I am

in spite, despite,

the contours you have pencilled

the colors you have filled

limited by the box of crayons at your disposal

a mind yet to master flying

and hands inexperienced to obey commands.

 

I exceed your word limits

spreading myself all over the dictionary

hiding in synonyms and antonyms

between prefixes and suffixes

among verbs, adverbs, adjectives and nouns.

 

I am the elusive image you could never capture

with the latest in cameras

auto mode, or manual

changing apertures, or shutter-speed

unclear in the brightest flash

invisible in the bright light of day

 

I am, I was, I will be

not yours to interpret

in colors

in words

or images

with your finite imagination.

I am infinite, and until you merge

I remain a riddle unsolved,

a mystery.

©Shail Mohan 2014

This post was inspired by something McGuffy Ann said in this post: “I am not your interpretation of me.”

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