5d
Do you know me?
No… you don’t.
And I will keep working,
I will keep creating,
until the day comes
when I need not speak my name,
for my work will already tell you
who I am.
I want my words
to be my recognition.
I want my deeds
to be my introduction.
Not through your approval,
not through your denial—
but through the dignity
I carve for myself.
This is my challenge.
This is my vow.
Whether you accept it or not,
I have already accepted it.
Until my name stands tall
beside my identity,
I will not stop,
I will not rest.
No… you don’t.
And I will keep working,
I will keep creating,
until the day comes
when I need not speak my name,
for my work will already tell you
who I am.
I want my words
to be my recognition.
I want my deeds
to be my introduction.
Not through your approval,
not through your denial—
but through the dignity
I carve for myself.
This is my challenge.
This is my vow.
Whether you accept it or not,
I have already accepted it.
Until my name stands tall
beside my identity,
I will not stop,
I will not rest.
This poem is a bold declaration of self-identity.
It speaks of the desire to be known not by introductions or explanations,
but by the power of one’s work and actions.
It is both a challenge and a vow—
to keep striving until recognition comes naturally,
and dignity itself becomes the true identity.
It speaks of the desire to be known not by introductions or explanations,
but by the power of one’s work and actions.
It is both a challenge and a vow—
to keep striving until recognition comes naturally,
and dignity itself becomes the true identity.
(39/F/Mumbai)
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