On and off I am cast
my mind being overcast
think I very fast
wanting to know who I am?
Being my thought now and then
I retreat into my den
think I very often
wishing to know who I am?
Tossed over and over again
I smile without pain
think I with no gain
dying to know who I am?
I am so and so I conclude
daughter of one in include
wife of the other in seclude
not enough to know who I am?
Who I am ? I straighten up
I am a being in a round up
same to be said of about a pup
being nobody is what I am?
Meenas Poems 