Pintu Mahakul

Gold Star - 6,368 Points (Gandam, Deogarh district, Odisha, India)

Who Am I? - Poem by Pintu Mahakul

'Who am I? Why am I so shy?
Why do I want to know? why do I look upon sky?
From where have I come? Where have I to go?
Oh dear beloved travellers in temples why do you bow? '

Who are you all? Have you ever asked?
Within the body of soil why have you masked?
Why is your drama fixed on earth?
Why do we feel pain and why do we take birth?

Who can answer? Who am I and who are you all?
Why are some dwarf and why are some tall?
Why do we gather? why do we bother?
Why do we unite and who is a stranger?

Why do we dream? Why do we hold hopes and pleasure?
Why do we need rest and think of leisure?
Why are all running? where are they going?
O dear brothers, please answer me as snowing.

Why is one cruel? Why is one kind?
Why does air blow and refresh human mind?
Why have we come and what is our vision?
'Who am I, ' all should ask themselves and know the reason.

Topic(s) of this poem: Spirit

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The story of this poem is based on human soul's birth on earth and forgetfulness a soul bears after coming in contact with material world. But still sometimes so many questions arise in mind of his and a soul does ask himself that actually who is he? Why are the variations among human races observed and what are the real purposes of human birth? A soul deeps himself inside bunch of questions and does not get the proper answers to these and desires to ask others that who is he actually? But others too do not know about their true identities and they start thinking on the same way. This poem is written in Brahmapur, Odisha, India and dedicated to the people of the world.

Comments about Who Am I? by Pintu Mahakul

  • Robert Murray Smith (10/18/2016 6:04:00 PM)

    A magnificent poem. Our minds are the source of everything we do in life. ++++++++++++10

    You might like Our Fascinating Mind.
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  • Stella Armour (9/19/2016 6:34:00 AM)

    so many questions we ask ourselves and yet ours is not to question why; we shall know the answers when the time is right for us and when we have the spirituality within us to understand our purpose in this earthly life... (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/5/2016 8:46:00 AM)

    Where is your drama fixed in earth? Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (8/9/2015 7:54:00 AM)

    An introspection leading to revelation that truth is yet to be perceived.
    A lovely poem indeed.Added to my poem list.
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  • Saint Cynosure (12/25/2014 5:47:00 PM)

    Why have not more people found your words?
    I have enjoyed reading this and others of yours...
    keep it up, GOD bless, Saint.
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  • (11/3/2014 8:00:00 AM)

    All those questions that won't go away and need answers.........self introspection is the way of finding answers......
    confronted with a train of questions life goes on......well crafted
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  • Patricia Grantham (10/21/2014 6:28:00 AM)

    Life is full of many questions. We only have to pray
    and seek for answers. Sometimes the answers are
    right before us. Nonetheless good questions. Nice.
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  • Bri Edwards (10/5/2014 5:53:00 PM)

    thanks for the poet's note. in it you write A soul deeps himself inside bunch of questions...
    instead of deeps i would write, if i understand you, immerses. i don't think deep, by itself, is used as a verb.

    in the poem, in the first stanza, go/bow could be a 'better' rhyme. when bow is used as a verb (to bend at the waist) it is NOT pronounced (at least not by me) like go; it is pronounced more like how or now. if bow is used as a noun meaning the 'tool' used for launching arrows, it is THEN pronounced like go.

    answer me as snowing. by snowing, are you referring to the white icy flakes which fall from the sky sometimes in the cold months, OR are you referring to snowing as tricking/fooling someone, as in a snow job***, which i haven't heard said in many years?
    ***snow job
    North American informal
    noun: snow job; plural noun: snow jobs

    a deception or concealment of one's real motive in an attempt to flatter or persuade.
    we need to do a snow job on him

    SO MANY QUESTIONS! WHO HAS ALL OF THE ANSWERS? no one does. that is what i believe. and i don't care to think too much about them, but the poem was entertaining. thanks for sharing. :) bri
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  • Valsa George (10/4/2014 7:12:00 AM)

    A self introspection is needed for everyone.... Who am I.... We have to ask ourselves very often! It will bring before us new visions! Enjoyed this poem with a string of questions! (Report) Reply

  • Ging Taping (10/3/2014 1:11:00 AM)

    Because that's the way it is...... (Report) Reply

  • Richard Provencher (8/26/2014 9:23:00 PM)

    This poem is also about answers, since the right questions are asked. A man requires knowledge and wisdom in order to ask questions. A good poem, which I enjoyed reading. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 7, 2014

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