I like you.
But cannot be you.
You are you,
But, I am not you.
I admire you.
But, I cannot be you.
I am me.
Flawed and unique.
I take pride in my identity,
My imperfect entity.
My quirks and my insanity,
My ways and my civility.
I hear you.
Your fears and cheers.
I share some, and not others.
Do you hear me?
I do not wish to change you,
And do not want to change.
I accept your flaws,
Without complaints and claws.
I will be there for you,
Body, mind and spirit,
Will you reciprocate?
And my fears placate?
I will care for you,
And be there for you.
Will you be there for me?
Body, mind and spirit?
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Shalini Kathuria Narang is a software professional and a freelance journalist. She has reported for national and international newspapers, magazines and news sites. Her poems have been published in several anthologies including Starry Nights: Poetry of Diaspora in Silicon Valley and Pixie Dust and All Things Magical. She is a monthly contributor to Masticadores USA and has been published on Spillwords Press. She is originally from New Delhi.
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Rhythm & Rhyme 
wonderful poem of truth Shalini! 💗
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Thanks dear Cindy. 🙂 Circle of life.
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