My unknown self..

My unknown self
Always wants the things
Which my known self
Don’t understand
Didn’t expected
Can’t comprehend
And always
My unknown self wins
Because I can’t control it
I don’t know
Whether it resides
In my heart
In my mind
Or my soul
But it is there
Somewhere inside
Somewhere close
Guiding me during
Bad times
And patting me
For good job done
Smiling when I help somebody
Feeling proud to be
My unknown self
But there are times
When I want to
Listen to it’s words
And can’t seem to
Find it
And I feel lost
Even though
Surrounded by crowd
I want to cry
Bang my head
Curse my unknown self
For not gracing
Me with it’s presence
I surrender
I quit
And just on the verge
Of showing the white flag
I hear a murmur
I listen intently
The murmur gains strength
May be showing anger
For my foolish behavior
Of deciding to quit
And like a volcano
It erupts
Silencing my fears
My failures
Enlightening me
With wisdom
With courage
With love
With will power
With smiles
With patience
With trying spirit
With contentment
And there’s truce
Between the known
And unknown self
Till another dire situation 😉
bt-enlightenment-goal

P.S. : Today’s song is Carnival of Rust of Poets of the Fall 🙂 I really love the ending of this song 😉

73 thoughts on “My unknown self..

  1. Wow….there is a powerful self-reflection happening within you Darshith and it’s amazing to read. You’re right, all the answers and solutions are inside of us and becoming silent for a moment is when we can hear what they’re trying to say. Intuition is a powerful thing. Sometimes it takes hitting rock bottom so we have somewhere to sit, think, reflect and get back up so we can start moving forward again with a little help from others. 😉 Maybe that’s the role of the rock. I loved your post and the song you chose is total perfection. 🙂

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  2. I’m not much into poetry, except when expressed as real life, like this! Or maybe all poetry is real life? I took a course in college where we had to learn all the symantics and I guess it turned me off (I wrote poetry of my pain and confusion in high school).
    But this one, I love.

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  3. Sometime it’s good to have some serious stuff from guy who keeps laughing at our face 🙂 This show whatever may appear to be our inner self is same..vulnerable to loss ..fear and love 🙂

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