Sunil Rajagopal

I see the world
but I am not seen,
Is my name
what they call me?

I see beauty
which cannot be kept,
When I smile
where does it go?

I see love
that cannot be held,
Why does it hurt
if it does not matter?

I know time
but it isn't always kind,
Before I knew
I grew in to myself.

I know death
for it is the truth,
Do you cry
because you must follow?

I know this
as a drop of rain,
How many clouds
sleep in every drop?

I laugh at myself
and the world with me,
Am I what they think
I am?

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