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Written by Rajnish Mishra
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Immortal I



not immortal

am I, not me.

I live, I know,

in the end to die. 

I’ve heard it said

gods wept and bled,

Likeus they lived,

and loved and died.

I bleed and weep

and live and die,

Yet I’m no god.

Not good, am I?


I’m tired, not dead,

Not I, not yet,

Of feeling like one,

Not being a god. 


© Rajnish Mishra, Varanasi - India


Rajnish Mishra is a poet, blogger, writer from Varanasi, India. He publishes PPP Ezine.