I Am Still I Am Poem by Prabir Gayen

I Am Still I Am.

I am still now,
Waiting without the spirit of waiting,
Like Arabolli, an ancient hill,
Eroding every moment,
I am still now an ancient book,
The change is there and
the very change is changing every second,
I am unchanged and uncharted,
Awaiting for the great uncertainty,
I am still now as before.
In my old sofa with one leg broken,
I am alone within the hall of my spirit,
Past like a church mouse hovering,
I am like an unfit wardrobe
still with the same warmth of temperament,
An open book with stretched arms
with no one to embrace,
I am still I am.

@prabir Gayen
2021-09-10,11: 59 AM.