Thursday, February 04, 2016

IDENTITY~





Sense of identity
   appears early in life.
    When the infant begins to separate
        from its unity with mother.
The sudden shock
 takes a slice off her identity…

Descartes said, ‘I think, therefore I am.’
I often think about this ‘thinker in me’…
And when I do..... prefiguring a windfall
I feel like a sky-man in a manhole..
forever troubled.... down there!
Invariably,
 the elements of 'yang and yin tease, and
        push me off the edge 
        
Well, I let them win...stylishly,
It's clear now...
at least this seems like the only truth
     ...that there's a palpable “me”
   inside my perishable body
     … smiling, puzzling, chasing
             my visage all the time.. 
Brainstorming only sharpens the Ws, 
who, why, what, where, when ...and the rest.

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17 comments:

  1. Ah, I am sure that it is a shock for a baby to realize he is NOT part of the mother...that definitely is the first big step to identity. "I think therefore I am" makes me also think about identity, but then I also question: How about those things of nature that do not think? Does not a tree exist? Ha, yes 'yang and yin' scuttle my thoughts too. No clear answers in this life. I do agree that there is a 'me' somewhere deep within everyone's body. That 'me' is unique, unlike any other. We each have a separate identity, and that truly amazes me!

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    1. All these poignant questions make the world an interesting place ...well sometimes:-)))
      Thanks for reading and for that first comment, Mary!

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  2. This is quite interesting, the nuance of balance; and the questions asked

    Have a good Wednesday

    much love...

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    1. Glad to see you here, Gellena... Thank a lot:)))) XOXO

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  3. This is very thoughtful, and really makes me ponder the topic. Well said, Panchali!

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  4. Wow! This is such an evocative poem, it truly urges the reader to think and ponder upon the mysteries which we hold within ourselves.


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  5. That baby's first cry is acknowledgement that life is not going to be as easy as before.

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  6. Intriguing questions.. they do push one off the edge sometimes.

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  7. "Well, I let them win...stylishly," lots of courage and grace is there...so well done Panchali di...

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  8. very very thoughtful mam.. makes me THINK now ...

    Bikram's

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  9. ".that there's a palpable “me”
    inside my perishable body":

    I loved this bit.
    Well-penned. :-)

    -HA

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  10. It's all about the W's isn't it - cleverly and perceptively written

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  11. That is one awesome poem I read recently.Yes one gets a new identity once in a new shell on which constant endeavour is made to add a gloss and embellishment to enrich the identity ! Thank you very much

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  12. Art of words again :) We lead life searching for the identity

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  13. I feel like a sky-man in a manhole..
    forever troubled.... down there!

    Many of us, especially me, think the same way! But that's what provokes us to write?!!

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  14. I feel like a sky-man in a manhole..
    forever troubled.... down there!

    Many of us, especially me, think the same way! But that's what provokes us to write?!!

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  15. Each of us have an identity on our own. Interesting one, Panchali ji :)
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