ASSISTANCE .....BUT FIXED

This is a philosophical poem on one thing that is unique

Swift my journey, no region out of reach

With sharp eyes, nothing unseen 

No whisper unheard- precise my hearing

You never can chase me !

For transportation, no means required

Do vehicles surpass my speed?

The darkest night hampers not my sight

Where ever ,at any time, I wish, I would be.

No language unknown- no area unfamiliar

No culture unyielding,no society unfriendly

No religion alienated 

Beyond my grasp , no caste ,no tribe.

Me your bosom companion

Assist you always to think

To speak, to laugh , to cry

But the term fixed !

Aware of your limitation, weakness 

Suppress your ego,hatred,envy

For you are time bounded

Too small to contain me,

Can  mortality be a match to immortality ?

sayed thangal

 

 

Reviews

[Daniel Sala]

I would be a liar to say I know what this poem refers to (Life? The brain? Mortality?), even so this is a really beautiful piece, and makes me think, while I savour pearls like:

"Me your bosom companion
Assist you always to think
To speak, to laugh, to cry
But the term fixed!"

Thank you, poet, for another wonderful work.

[SAYED THANGAL]

once more I express my deep gratitude for your valuable comments

[TrimarcoRansome]

Very good write, well done

[SAYED THANGAL]

thanks a lot for your firm support for a new comer, may you have all the blessing

[Vidya Bacchus]

would that the restraints of society would come crashing down and there would be no more barriers lovely thought provoking piece

[SAYED THANGAL]

hearty gratitude for your comment, all the best
sayed

[Vidya Bacchus]

you are most welcome