Raman Savithiri

797. As An Infant Cries, I Cry, I Cry And I Cry. 021208

How will I tell my sorrow?
To whom will I tell my sorrow?

Heart breaks, body shudders
Throat blocks, tear pours.
I find no words.
Heaving chest drenches,
In stream of tears.

I find no way,
To break this cage.
Am I an eternal jailbird?
Knotted in a cage made by myself!

Unable to loosen the clutch of ignorance,
Unable to find the root of ‘I’ the ego,
I pretend to be wise,
By walking among the sheep,
As another sheep.

Know not where to go,
Know not what to do,
Pursuing external knowledge,
When the heart is dark,
With thick clouds of feelings.

From the brain a storm
Blows with thoughts,
To fan the burning ego.
The ever burning flames
Of Sun may die one day.
Will the ego die some day?

Where does the world go?
Where do I go?
What is the intention
Behind the monstrous universe?
What am I?
What is world to me?
Pushing away these
Problems of crisis
I pretend to be very busy
In making money and making love

At times the honest heart
Mocks at my hypocrisy
Knocks me from inside
To wake me up

Unable to bear the hits
Unable to tear the skin
I cry I cry and I cry
As an infant cries
To express its twinge! 021208

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 3, 2008

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Comments about 797. As An Infant Cries, I Cry, I Cry And I Cry. 021208 by Raman Savithiri

  • Vinod KumarVinod Kumar (12/14/2008 8:07:00 AM)

    A very good expression of inner emotional storm, depth, and waves, without showing any symtems externally, that was great Thank you for sharing.

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  • Omar Ali Sabar (12/12/2008 11:40:00 AM)

    Wow Raman that was really spectacular.. a great flurry of words and questioning of oneself. The self is a really dark subject for me especially so I appreciate this innermost heartfelt piece...10 to you dear

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  • Rm. Shanmugam ChettiarRm. Shanmugam Chettiar (12/5/2008 10:04:00 PM)

    Knocks me from inside
    To wake me up
    crfted lines. as if written by a student of litterature.

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  • Rajaram RamachandranRajaram Ramachandran (12/3/2008 6:48:00 PM)

    Very often, tears lighten a heart. The poem reveals the heaviness of a suffering heart that cries for relief thro' tears and words of sorrow.

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  • rajagopal haranrajagopal haran (12/3/2008 5:41:00 AM)

    this being your 100 th poem, has come off very well as a master piece...your self enquiry methodology is great

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  • Christopher Lee (12/3/2008 3:34:00 AM)

    a sincere cry; Jesus bless you...wonderful concept

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