By Ruhin Sharma
Without my name, who am I?
A mere shadow, a passing breeze,
A faceless being, lost in the abyss,
No identity, no sense of self,
Just a vessel, an empty shell.
Without my name, what defines me?
My thoughts, my actions,
My hopes, my dreams?
Or am I nothing, without a label,
Just a wandering soul, unstable.
Without my name, what do I seek?
Validation, recognition,
A sense of belonging,
Or am I truly lost, in a world so bleak,
Just a nameless being, seeking.
Without my name, what is my worth?
Am I judged by deeds,
Or by the letters that form my name,
Do I exist, without this label,
Or am I just a mere fable?
Without my name, who am I?
A puzzle, with missing pieces,
An enigma, with no solution,
Or am I simply, a human being,
Lost in the quest, of self-discovery.
Without my name, I am just a soul,
Striving to find meaning,
In a world that thrives on labels,
But deep within, a voice whispers,
You are more than just a name, you are limitless.
So I let go of this label,
And embrace my true self,
For without my name,
I am still me,
A being, with boundless possibilities.
By Ruhin Sharma
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