Each stanza breathes the creative testament of the poet's longing to ink his or her emotive discourse, if one has not such longing ever than one has not lived in a solitude of sadness...
Feroz Bessir
This quote evolved through an exchange of commentary on Edgar Allan Poe's A Dream Within A Dream.
Poetry
is today a leisure of the mind to create through instantaneous flow
of words inspired by the inner thoughts or constructed by the poet's
expertise and command of the form and mechanics of self expression.
The deceptive simplicity that lies in Robert Frost's Stopping by
Woods on a Snowy Evening is my personal favorite that underline
the poet's craft in constricting seemingly obvious obscure by the last
stanza usage of a possible metonymy in word "sleep" It is
simple to read and enjoy but have enticed readers to plunge deeper
into what Frost may have meant, from a person caught between the
allure of nature and civilization which he has to return to, to the
person caught up with the hypnotic contemplation of suicide as
represented by the woods and to the unlikely proposition of person
being Santa Claus stopping by the woods.
Milton's
Paradise Lost, an epic expression of the poet's creative
adaptation of the biblical tale of the fall of man is what great
poets of past had adhered to, the production of works that were
imprinted throughout history. Milton's reputation as the one that
gave life to the devil in print testified to this.
Shakespeare's
Sonnets had earlier demonstrated possibly an autobiographical
expression of the poet's self emotive tale of love and relations with
two different subjects, a younger male nobility and a dark lady. The
testament of a poet's emotional experience that remains a major and
historical work throughout.
Khalil Gibran ‘The Prophet’
has twenty-six different subjects discussed by Prophet Almustafa’s
and group of people. It is testament of his poetic brilliance that despite being shunned by the Western commentators, he was to their youth an idol and has sold two millions copies of the Prophet.
It is
most unfortunate that poetry lies only in the hearts of those who
render their sentiment aesthetically, consciously or otherwise,
evidenced a testament of being alive rather than acquiesce. In an
uninspiring actuality manufactured by the strings of governance
intent on replicating a populace myopic of consciousness and void of
Raison d'être, that we find poets diminished and undistinguished,
and poetry unprofitable. It is the invocation of the inner Self that
give rise to the poetic words and expression that lies potent in
everyone and brings the individual closer to their Self that yearns
to find meaning and purpose of their being. The more they look
inwards and invoke their Self, the closer they get to relishing their
true consciousness and the further they are from the constructive
labels and truths that have drowned them away from their Self.
The
command of the form and mechanics of poems are mankind's obsession
for restrictive and structured definition of reality, yet the inner
Self transcends these concrete requirements to inspire poets to
overcome and master them and give birth to creative and profound
poems.
Poetry
is an emotive discourse arise from within and constant indulgence
transcends one towards one's natural potent to recognize one's inner
Self that proceeds to the pursuit for comprehension and realization
of one's being. Everyone should penned a poem at every experience
that evolves a desire to channel out one's self emotive expression
while edging one closer to the inner Self that is awaiting to be
discovered and recognized.
