When I pronounce your name*
Something inside me moves
And then, I cry, giggle and criggle
Who are you?
I was agnostic about Past Lives
But now, I am not sure
Were you a Friend, a Lover from the Past?
Please tell me, who are you?
I do not see you
Yet I find you real
Like invisible atoms in my being,
Do you hide yourself and play
the famous “who are you” game?
I must be you
How else could I explain our deep connection?
How else could I explain my own existence?
Am I not you? 😉
*The name can be many, for me, the name is Krishna!
“You know neither Me nor My Father. If you had known Me, you would have known My Father also.”
Yeshua (The Gospel of John)
This is beautiful.. 💗👍
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Thanks Manisha! Hope you’re well – I was “offline” for a while.
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Yea m doing very well.. Thanks for asking.
U too stay safe !!!
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’Who are you?” is the big question that I seek answer for.
Beautifully written! 👌😍
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Thank you! 🌻✨
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Ah…this question for which very few find an answer. Beautiful Velu 👌
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Thank you Radhika! 🌻✨
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I really enjoyed this poem.
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Thank you Christin, I’m very glad! 🌻💜🙏🏾
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This is so beautiful and divine dear Velu…Jai Sri Krishna 😊💕🙏
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🌻❤✨
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Ah, the questions asked by many yet answered by only a handful. Excellent writing, Velu.
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You’re right, but I still would like to have it an open question and that’s why I ended the poem with a question. 😉 (Even though I’m more or less convinced with the answer I have – there are “Satans” to deal with).
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