Chaotic Thoughts (What am I?)
We all have these thoughts... sometimes at unexpected places
The sound of the soul echoes inside
Is that me, is that my sound I’m hearing?
My thoughts are firing, but I can still hear me speaking
Am I speaking to myself, or is it the brain squeaking?
Wait… what am I exactly?
If I was deaf, would my thoughts have a voice?
Is that voice the same voice I speak with?
If I pay close attention to it, I can’t tell
It disappears as soon as I look… like a phantom
Or a ghost… lets stick with soul
…
So am I inhabiting this body, or is it a part of me?
I think and it moves
I move and it grooves
I groove and its smooth
What am I?
Looking out at the world through lenses, am I?
“The eyes are windows to the soul”
Is it literal? have I been so detached
Looking out of small windows in this habitat
Biological, and so supreme
But once again, is it really me?
Or is it simply a machine
Maintaining itself… but wait
I feel hungry sometimes. Is that me, or the machine
Why should I listen to this thing?
I am the master, if what I think prevails
But then again, even a car needs detailed
That’s enough for now
Fluuuuuuuushhhhh!
I’ll maintain amity with this machine for now
About the Creator
Mo Darasi
I write fiction, poetry and occasional articles about interesting topics.
Finding interesting ways to write a poem or hide messages within them seems to be my main interesting in writing now, and it's been fun


Comments (3)
This is really great beautiful words all questions I am familiar with. Nicely done.
This is great. I think whether I'm a machine or a soul depends on the day. Well done.
I love beyond love this, Mohammed! What beautiful questions, and beautiful seeking! I love pondering existence and what a magnificent thing it is to have the opportunity to be here in this body. Amazing thought provoking questions! Awesome, awesome, awesome! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽💫💫💫