Who Am I?

While I stood in front of a mirror, The figure that I beheld, asked me then, "What is it that you see in here?" To which I responded, "I see the one, Who is confident of her desires, Who knows how to distinguish, Between an inferno and a fire." I'm the one, Whom I see in there, A nobody in a lump of nothingness, Or a force prevailing everywhere. I can be everything that you want, I can be anything that will haunt, I make love to the one I love, Fierce as an eagle, and mild as a dove, I’m the whiteness of Peace and Solitude, I’m the redness of Love and Fortitude, I'm the vibrancy of every possible hue.   In me, you’d find darkness, savage and black, A bunch of evilness with some goodness that I lack. I might be a girl, a fun loving female, A devoted Hindu, whose piety will never fail, Call me a wheat-skinned, a Hindustani or an Asian, I’m simply a passionate, patriotic Indian. I’m different, I’m unique, and I’m non-pareil, I’m all that you don’t expect, Hiding underneath a veil, I’m like a bright day and a night that would appall, A hater of none, but a lover to all, I’m a void that is complete in its whole, A child, a lover, a human and a soul.