I will stare down into the bottomless pit
Till I see a reflection in it
The abyss never lies
Only deceives the weak, the blind
When the body falls, the soul flies
The mind never dies, but rest it will find
Have I ever helped someone in desperate need?
Was it truly for them or my own greed
Have I ever really sown a good deed to reap in the end
Have I dug my own grave to sleep in the end?
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The deep question about life and death-our true purpose of life, whether we are fulfilling the duties for which we have been sent to this earth is what the poet seems to ask when he says- Have I ever really sown a good deed to reap in the end Have I dug my own grave to sleep in the end?
The aim of charity often confuses me. The poem is an excellent one and speaks of some really deep, serious issues. Thanks for sharing Mr. Parray.
I love the imagery and self examination in retrospect. A poem that inspires us all to question what motivates our good deeds.
Only deceives the weak, the blind When the body falls, the soul flies The mind never dies Here I like to add, The soul will never dies.
Was it truly for them or my own greed I've often thought this same question about my actions that could be considered selfless or charitable. Was my motivation to help others? Or simply to please myself by appearing kindhearted. A good read, and relatable.10
Fantastic write. Very philosophical. You have a lot of depth that shows in this poem.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Have I ever helped anyone in desperate need? Was it truly for them or my own greed? Highly introspective, thoughtful, virtuous, compassionate query indeed
Sometimes thoughts come and I pen down. Thank you my friend, Abdulrazak.