An old poem I found

This is a poem which I found in one of my architecture notebooks. I don’t remember when and what inspired me to write this. But I was quite surprised to see this after such a long time, and couldn’t believe that I could have ever written this.

[There are no corrections. Everything has been directly transplanted from the notebook, including the punctuation.]


Strolling in the woods
I was thinking of her.
She was my love
She was my life
But I never know
Why she left me lone.
I spent my days
From dawn to dusk
Remembering & adoring her.
One whom I loved and cared.
But there came the shock of my life
When she asked me
“WHO ARE YOU?”
Who am I?
Born in the marshy moors
Brought up by the sons of the sea
Growing up was a burden for me
But she was the one
Who changed my life
Who was I?
I was her love.
Who am I

I know not.
Who am I
Tell me God
Who am I?