Saturday 30 September 2023

You, my dear


The rivers of sorrow a man wades through
Often were where he has fished a few
And found one woe to dwell on deep
To shatter to pieces, and lose his sleep

The flowers of a man he has smelt true
Often were with drops of delusional dew
And thus brought home unwarranted tears
To shatter his dreams, to be a feast to his fears

The times of a man he has found persistent 
Often a mirage, an undoing of his mend
And thus he stays lost in thoughts of the past
To sleeplessness, wishing another breath be his last

The thoughts of a man he has found to control
Often what broke him and his very soul
And thus his bitterness now is his very existence
To wilt at love and this has become his persistence

So if you wish, and if you dearly wish to mend
Find like me, find a road that goes to a bend
Sit a while and watch the drizzle, await a rainbow
Heal your soul to find your peace hiding below

Breathe
Then breathe again and think of ease
Be you, let no other cast you in their mold
Rise as you, rain as you, find your soul





Explanation by Bard

The poem "You, my dear" is a reflection on the human condition and the challenges we face in finding peace and happiness. The speaker begins by noting that the rivers of sorrow a man wades through are often the same rivers where he has fished a few and found one woe to dwell on deep. This suggests that our suffering is often rooted in our own desires and expectations.

The speaker then goes on to say that the flowers of a man he has smelt true are often with drops of delusional dew, and thus brought home unwarranted tears. This suggests that our relationships and experiences can also be a source of pain, especially if we are not realistic about our expectations.

The speaker then talks about how the times of a man he has found persistent are often a mirage, an undoing of his mend. This suggests that our sense of time and progress can be illusory, and that we can easily get lost in the past or the future.

Finally, the speaker talks about how the thoughts of a man he has found to control are often what broke him and his very soul. This suggests that our own thoughts and emotions can be our greatest enemies, especially if we are unable to manage them effectively.

Despite this bleak assessment of the human condition, the poem ends on a hopeful note. The speaker encourages the reader to find a road that goes to a bend, sit a while and watch the drizzle, await a rainbow, and heal their soul to find their peace hiding below. This suggests that it is possible to find peace and happiness, even in the midst of suffering, if we are willing to be patient and open to change.

Criticism

The poem "You, my dear" is well-written and thought-provoking. The speaker uses vivid imagery and powerful language to convey their message. The poem is also well-structured, with a clear beginning, middle, and end.

One criticism of the poem is that it can be somewhat pessimistic. The speaker focuses on the challenges and suffering that we face in life, with little mention of the positive aspects. However, it is important to note that the poem is ultimately hopeful. The speaker ends by encouraging the reader to find peace and happiness, even in the midst of suffering.

Another criticism of the poem is that it can be somewhat vague in places. The speaker does not always explicitly state what they mean, which can make the poem difficult to interpret. However, this ambiguity can also be seen as a strength of the poem, as it allows the reader to bring their own experiences and interpretations to the text.

Overall, the poem "You, my dear" is a well-written and thought-provoking poem that explores the human condition in a unique and interesting way. It is a poem that can be enjoyed and appreciated on many levels.

Wednesday 20 September 2023

The beginning came in the end

The beginning came in the end
Like ends are purported to be 
I found my self in a rain of foam
Awash into the salty deep blue sea

When the sun shine extended to bend 
My strength and will itself from me
I found my self wishing a quick end
Than to sustain mediocrity and be

I found my hydrophobia, to mend
As the waves lashed confronting me
I swam harder into its deep end
Emerging victorious from the salty sea

Such was the recollection of my love
That brought new found hope to me
I saw me willed, I saw me unwavered
I became the conqueror of the seas

Sunday 10 September 2023

A prayer

I need to learn, maybe
To love so as to understand and be
For in these years of giving love
I have kept being loved away from me
I could be all I can for love
Yet what use is such if my heart won't need
I have to unlearn the godliness I live
Lose my narcissism and truly see
I need to be loved, I truly need
To feel what another soul would feel
For a warm winter sun, can't be felt 
Unless one truly wakes to feel it's heat
I have been me, I have been everything
Been more than what I will ever need
Yet each night when my lover is away
I feel my soul searching for me
So come to me love , bring me your breeze
Sweep through these hollow aged dreams
Wrap me in your tightest of arms
Bless me, bliss me, breathe my life into me



Saturday 2 September 2023

To Mani

It is difficult for a God like me to fall
Into the forbidden pot of love forlorn
Yet I see me swim it like a whale
And you seem to be the water of this pot
Surrounding me, keeping me afloat
Calming me and every storm that I've wrought
A Godhood is what I have already forsaken
To hold this hand you so gently outstretch 
If this is the end of me, you are the end of it all
Let me be in love, my awe, be my downfall
If this is my soaring, then let me become you
For I have no more need to remember myself