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I am helpless despite my realization of my helplessness
by Ashok ShardaI am helpless despite my realization of my helplessness.
If there wasnÂ’t a past
There wont be any present
Future being the projections of the known.
If I wasnÂ’t born
I shall not die
The process of life being the process of death.
If there wasnÂ’t a cause
There wouldnÂ’t be an effect
All effects turning into cause for yet another effect.
The effect manifests in the present
The cause lies buried in the past
The present being the effect of the past.
Under this law of cause and effect
In tune with the law of accident
Subject to the laws, many more, known and unknown
This very poem of mine
Is nothing but an effect
Of the causes, which in fact were the effects
Of the causes
Reflecting effect, reflecting causes
So on
Retrospectively.
WHO AM I?
A helpless creature
Or just a dreamy witness?
(So I observe)
What FREE WILL is?
An effect of a cause
Or a JOKE?
(So I laugh)
How about my claims of my DOINGS?
A mere desired happening?
(So I conclude)
I am a persona non grata
In this vast schemes of things
Sitting in this tiny room
With a writing tool
In my hands
And an enlarged EGO
Claiming I AM.
I am helpless
Despite my realization of my helplessness.
06/08/2004 Author's Note: Well, once one concedes one's helplessness one is no more helpless.
Posted on 06/08/2004
Copyright © 2024 Ashok Sharda
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 06/09/04 at 12:08 AM Another cool, insightful piece of writing that's inspired me to ask as question, my friend...which did come first? The chicken, the egg or the feather duster? hehe...I like your style Mr Sharda, you always inspire thought :) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/11/04 at 02:32 AM Fine piece of writing Ashok, very Einsteinish, clear in its projection. One of your recent best in my opinion, and a new favorite of mine; adds to favorites. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 06/11/04 at 11:42 AM if you are non grata, then what is grata? how do things manifest in the present when there is no present? How can we observe when there are no eyes, but mirrors? Yes, we mark this so called life and watch worlds go round and given enough spin we would surely off them and that is how poems are spun, given enough mind twirl. |
| Posted by Richard D Frederick on 06/12/04 at 02:09 PM compelling, given that we all are told the first step to solving a problem is knowing you have one. reading this in my western world-view and philosophies, it's sometimes striking to see how we differ and how we go hand-in-hand in thought. awesome. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 06/14/04 at 06:32 AM so i laugh, and i cry, and i learn, and i SEE, and i BE... yes, yes, yes... the world turns round and round and round... and you still stand there... and open our eyes... blessings... |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/14/04 at 06:33 PM Cunundrum wrapped in Enigma. |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 08/31/04 at 10:30 PM Cause and effect forever intertwined and hurling through space and time, unending and unchanging in essence…what better definition of helplessness exists? Tell me, what’s the difference between being “a helpless creature or just a dreamy witness?” What’s the difference between “Free will” and “A JOKE” if free will is “an effect of a cause”? What’s the difference between ‘claiming’ a “DOING” and ‘desiring a happening?’ All synonyms aren’t they? Realizing you are helpless, it seems, does not equate to conceding helplessness. That’s what I understood from this beautiful thinking poem. Brilliant as always Ashok. :-) |
| Posted by Rebecca Lin on 01/12/06 at 11:09 PM amazing! |
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