Wandering about
seeking an identity

In pathless woods
In long driven rail rings

In shattered realities
Open eyed dreams

In mother’s lap
In blue eyed barbie

In walls of room
In broken toy key

In someone’s song
In virgin rims

In stranger’s smile
In parted kins

In ways of world
Struggling to be

In long drawn breaths
Fearing to breathe

In knocks at doors
Longing to seek

Sometimes in her
Sometimes in him

Sometimes here
Sometimes there

Often everywhere
Never in me.

Copyright, Tina Rathore