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Enlightenment of an egotist

by Vimal Rony

From dangling in the sky,
Hanging on the obnoxious
Strings of egotism,
I thumped to the earth,
When Waves of humility
Washed my soul.

Realisation dawned on me,
Like a sun with furious rays.
The pedestal on which i stood,
Alas! was made of quicksand.

Oh!my life
You are an illusion
Reality your spirit
Time the forerunner
'The Truth Beyond' the answer

And as the moon arrives,
Like a prompt disciple,
Obeying the eternal command,
Of The 'Eternal Scientist',
I admire His perfection.
And draw the line between
The mundane and the profound.

08/21/2002

Posted on 08/21/2002
Copyright © 2024 Vimal Rony

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/04/02 at 12:21 AM

Found myself easily relating to this, Vimal. We artists walk a fine line between the good and bad of our ego and you capture it nicely. To reflect on Maureen's comment, to keep things 'simple' I'd avoid the use of uppercase unlesss you're going to start every line that way or using pronouns as names/places, unless you want to truly emphasize a thought as in describing a supreme being like God. For example, The 'Eternal Scientist.' I would put this as the 'eternal scientist.' No need to capatalize as you're already putting eternal scientist in quotation marks. Better still, Pathetic allows you to put certain words in italics when posting or revising which has the same or better effect, depending on the words/poem.

Posted by Mara Meade on 11/11/02 at 08:48 PM

You do make me wonder what the reason was forthe paradign shift you described in this poem. Very well said. I especially liked the lines "Oh! my life, you are an illusion, reality your spirit, time the forerunner, The Truth Beyond the answer." I can only agree...

Posted by Christina Bruno on 11/16/02 at 02:09 AM

A poem could not be more truthful...

Posted by David R Spellman on 11/19/02 at 08:48 PM

Excellent use of metaphors and imagery. There is much that I immediately liked about this poem. The lines "The pedestal on which i stood/Alas! was made of quicksand" is so appropriate to much of what we may mistakenly value in this fleeting life. This is a wonderful tool of enlightenment for any seeker of truth. Very well done.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/02/03 at 11:40 AM

the depth of this thought, Solomonian has sprung his gold mine.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 02/08/03 at 02:01 PM

I echo my poetfriends above... all the comments... I too recognize myself here. What a gift you have given by displaying both your woundedness and your soul. Brilliant poem, Vimal. Thank you.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 02/08/03 at 02:38 PM

Vimal, I must add another comment. After reading your other poems, I love the way you swim in the warmth of humanity and your body in the sea of the spirit. Bravo to you!

Posted by Agnes Eva on 06/17/03 at 05:03 PM

a pedestal of quicksand... interesting image. nice introspective piece

Posted by JD Clay on 06/18/03 at 12:48 PM

It looks as though you have polished the mirror of intospection while walking the pathless path, Vimal. Quite revealing actually. Good work. Peace...

Posted by Nikki Rice on 08/02/03 at 05:19 PM

This is beautiful. Your description of these feelings and thoughts could not be matched. Great piece.

Posted by Jean Mollett on 08/19/03 at 04:15 AM

Hi Vimal, It's a good one, q

Posted by Jean Mollett on 08/19/03 at 04:18 AM

Hi Vimal, It's a good one, quite different. Yes, sometimes people let their egos get the best of them, too. Sorry about that early, I don't know what I hit. But it cut me off too soon. Jean

Posted by Stephanie Kent on 10/03/03 at 08:01 PM

Realisation dawned on me, Like a sun with furious rays. The pedestal on which i stood, Alas! was made of quicksand. Those lines are incredible...wow!

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