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The ego, out of control
Seeking a ridiculous pleasure!
One tiny mosquito,
Could keep me in the bed,
One tiny insect,
Could keep me in the bed,
It made me destitute,
It oppressed me,
It made me lifeless,
It weakened me,
Yeah, it is correct,
One tiny mosquito,
Needle punching, day by day,
Saline pumping, day by day,
Such a weak feather this body is,
Such a fragile cotton shrub this body is,
Worthless things inside this body,
Like bones, veins and intestines,
Squeezed due to one tiny mosquito,
What ridiculousness if seeking comfort from this serpent, body,
No matter how much we feed, bathe and soothe,
It stings when it wants,
If my body is like this, shame on that kind of impolite body!
What is the core of this body? if a tiny insect can change it,
This body is a banana stem with no woody materials inside,
If my body is like this, shame on that kind of impolite body!
About the Creator
Esala Gunathilake
I am an enthusiastic writer who feel the sense of humanity. Thus, I can write stanzas, short stories, novels, articles and blogs as well. I am a blog contributor for the Ananda College Engineer's Ink student chapter website.
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Comments (15)
This was an interesting read - I liked the pacing, one tiny mosquito, almost like a lullaby. The closing was also quite strong.
there is the best poetry writer I like your poetry. In writing that is very good and right
Shows why we should never underestimate the tiny. This poem artfully describes the universal truth that the ego is just an illusion. Esala your works are a piece of art.
This is why we should never underestimate the tiny! Well said, Esala.
Great and relatable poem!
Esala this remarkable poetry once again emphazises your ability to see through this bold and empty life we are stuck so hard with.. Still we have to live not to show others but to satisfy ourselves. Hence this invites us to see in that philosophical aspect...loved this.. Please let us use nets in order to prevent from mosquitoes:)
I love the language and imagery you used for this one!
nice work
Amazing work, Esala
Your skillful use of language and imagery in this poem is truly impressive. You've managed to capture the essence of the human experience in a few short lines, leaving a lasting impression on us. Well done!
Your words painted a vivid picture of the struggle with ego and the consequences it can bring. The imagery you used was powerful, drawing the reader into the chaotic world where ego reigns supreme. Your ability to convey such complex emotions and concepts through poetry is truly remarkable. Each line felt like a journey, exploring the depths of human nature and the conflicts we face within ourselves. Thank you for sharing your talent and insight with the world. Your work is thought-provoking and resonates deeply with those who have experienced similar struggles. I look forward to reading more of your work in the future.
Lol, shame on my body too. Loved your poem!
The comparison of the body to a "banana stem" without strength adds a poignant layer to the poem's message. Very nice poem
Hey, don't be too hard on yourself, Esala! Cheer up. 😊❤️
One mosquito or bee sting can end a persons like indeed. It is so strange that thing that tiny cam bring tragedy. This is a wonderful poem Esala. Very well said.