I am within but nobody sees me,
I speak but nobody can hear me,
I live in confinement inside,
In a solitary cell, with no one around,
I am a stranger to my outer self,
I watch him from inside,
He looks rather busy-
In his mundane pursuits,
I take note of my busy outsider,
I walk to Him to chase away all his fears,
I impell him to right action,
But, Satan is his trusted friend,
Is this what he really lives for!
With nothing to show at the end!
Let him heed my warnings,
That Igive him from hour to hour,
And start from the very beginning-
When he was in my image,
When we were not strangers to each other,
When we were facsimiles of each other,
When we shared the same nature,
On which God had created man
Lo! I am your inner being, your
Beautifully conceived and nicely crafted in persuasive diction with spiritual insight. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
cool poem! interesting take on the human conscience
Excellent portrayal of conscience. The frontal lobe remains strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Very insightful poem, excellently worded.