Dream of Princess

My princess hailed the large crowd that had been gathered.

For the event while standing on the balcony of her palace.

And she said, "Let me extend to you my entire fortunate heart filled with love."

Thank you for giving birth to a new notion that will bear my noble heart's name,

Of which you can be justly proud. The bright future of this realm hinges on her.

Because she is the new heir to a famous and distinguished lineage. 

"Sing the elegy and elide fun!" As they welcomed the new tyrant.

Who would tie the yoke of oppression to their necks?

By controlling the weak with venomous authority, 

Using their bodies for exploitation, and murdering them, 

The voices of the multitudes, full of joy and gratitude, 

Filled the skies with thrilling music.

The populace was jubilantly singing and drinking 

To the new groom's heady presence for that destiny.

Then she drew me to her withered lap and placed her arms around my frigid soul, 

As if she wanted to unite the two bodies once again.

She sobbed, gently raising her burning eyes to the heavens .

"Ya, Allah! Please look after my unfortunate longing!"

At that moment, clouds floated off the princess's face,

Their rays penetrating the transom of that escatsy and falling upon.

The poem is a satirical commentary on the nature of power and oppression. It describes the scene of a new princess being crowned, who is hailed by a large crowd. The speaker, who is not directly involved in the festivities, observes the scene with a critical eye. The princess speaks to the crowd, expressing her love and gratitude, and introduces a new notion that will bear her name.

The irony in the poem lies in the fact that while the princess is expressing love and goodwill, the people are celebrating the arrival of a new tyrant who will oppress them with venomous authority. The theme of the poem is the abuse of power and the suffering that it causes. The imagery of the poem is rich and vivid, depicting the jubilant singing and drinking of the populace, which stands in stark contrast to the misery and exploitation that they will soon face under the new regime.

Towards the end of the poem, the speaker is drawn into the scene by the princess, who sobs and raises her eyes to the heavens. This moment highlights the speaker's empathy for the plight of the people who will suffer under the new regime. The poem suggests that power can corrupt even the most well-intentioned rulers and that those who suffer the most are often the most vulnerable members of society.

HOW I BECAME POET!

 

The truth is,

I don't believe I could rehearse

Any of them today?

If you asked me to

Whether I'm writing prose or poetry,

The words arrive in profusion.

Leave as abruptly as possible.

like migrating birds.

I am merely the body of water.

where they pause to rest.

while travelling to drier climes.

I never know exactly.

What I'm going to say

when I begin a poem.

It might be brief or

It might be short.

I didn't intend it.

And after the poem is over,

I resume my silence.

I keep to myself, "Silence."

The unpredictable and fleeting nature of creativity, and the poet's role as a vessel for inspiration.

The poem explores the experience of the poet as a conduit for creative inspiration, highlighting the unpredictable and transient nature of the creative process. The poet likens themselves to a body of water that serves as a temporary resting place for migrating birds - the words and ideas come and go freely, without warning or control. The poem reflects on the idea that the poet is merely a vessel for the words and ideas that flow through them, and that they do not necessarily have control over what they create. The poem also touches on the theme of silence and introspection, suggesting that the poet's role is not only to create, but also to observe and reflect on their own creative process. Ultimately, the poem celebrates the mystery and beauty of creativity, and the poet's unique position as both participant and observer in this process.

The poem also touches on the idea that creativity can manifest in different forms - whether in prose or poetry - and that the experience of creation is unique to each individual. The poet suggests that they may not be able to recreate the same words or ideas if asked to rehearse them, emphasizing the ephemeral nature of the creative process.

Furthermore, the poem invites the reader to contemplate their own relationship with creativity and inspiration. The metaphor of the migrating birds encourages us to consider the idea of creativity as a journey - one that is constantly evolving and taking us to new places. It invites us to embrace the unpredictability and impermanence of the creative process, and to approach it with openness and curiosity.

Overall, the poem celebrates the beauty and mystery of creativity, highlighting the poet's role as a vessel for inspiration, and encouraging us to embrace the unpredictable and transient nature of the creative process.

SOLECISM

 

I silenced the rain.

That comes every night.

But this day,

It would have been teasing.

Eyes had been separated for centuries.

Are shocked by their shadows.

Ages have passed, so lonely.

Even if they lose their hands,

They don't leave.

Don't break the moment.

From the branches of time.

Every night you fall asleep.

In your nightmare

Send punishments.

I've sent my flaws.

This is a poem with an ambiguous meaning that can be interpreted in various ways. The theme revolves around the feeling of loneliness, separation, and the fear of being punished for one's flaws.

The first line, "I silenced the rain that comes every night," can be seen as a metaphor for the speaker's attempt to suppress the constant noise and chaos in their life. The next line, "But this day, it would have been teasing," indicates that the speaker is perhaps seeking solitude and quietness.

The line "Eyes had been separated for centuries" portrays the idea of being separated from something or someone for a long time. This feeling of separation is further emphasized in the following line, "Ages have passed, so lonely." The use of "eyes" in the first line and "hands" in the next line can be interpreted as a reference to the senses that are associated with human interaction and communication.

The line "Even if they lose their hands, they don't leave" is an example of personification, where the hands are given human-like characteristics. This line suggests that despite the loss of physical contact, the memories and emotions associated with it remain. The following line, "Don't break the moment from the branches of time," may indicate the speaker's desire to hold onto a moment of happiness or to prevent it from fading away.

The line "Every night you fall asleep in your nightmare" portrays a sense of fear or anxiety that the speaker is experiencing. The next line, "Send punishments, I've sent my flaws," may suggest the speaker's acknowledgement of their own shortcomings and the fear of being punished for them.

Overall, the poem conveys a sense of longing for connection and a fear of being alone. The use of imagery and personification adds depth and complexity to the poem, leaving room for the reader's interpretation. The theme of loneliness and fear of punishment for one's flaws is a common human experience and makes the poem relatable to many.

The Redemption of false notion

 

KASHMIR, MARCH, 2022.

 The morning moved faster than usual, indicating that the day would be eventful, and the sky hung low and gray. Late in the afternoon, I discovered Aadil in his room, sitting by the window, his brow furrowed. His fingers moved restlessly over the rosary beads in contemplation. Because the heavy velvet curtains were half-closed, the room was dim, and there was a perplexing wedge of daylight that fell on certain spot where Aadil sat, giving the entire scene a dreamy quality. I couldn't help but wonder if Aadil would recognize the true intent behind everything I was about to ask him to do, or if he would be shocked and upset.

As I stood there taking in the tranquillity of the moment while also feeling scared and worried, I caught sight of

of a dream I noticed Aadil, a much older and frailer version of himself, sitting in a dark green robe.

in the same location, looking more compassionate and generous than ever before, but with a permanent scar

on his heart shaped like me I realised two things at once: Aadil would spend the rest of his life here, and

in this home And that my absence had left a wound that would never heal. My eyes welled up with tears.

"Do you feel okay?" "You appear pale," Aadil commented.

I forced myself to smile, but the weight of what I was about to say kept me from doing so. 

My tone was a little grumpy and less forceful than I intended. "Not at all. I'm thirsty, and there's nothing in this house to quench it."

"Would you like me to inquire with Aysha about what she can do about it?" Aadil inquired.

"No, because I don't have what I need in the kitchen." It can be found in the tavern. "You see, I'm in the mood to get drunk."

I pretended not to notice the look of bewilderment on Aadil's face and continued.

"Would you go to the liquor store for wine instead of the kitchen for water?"

"Do you want me to get you some wine?" Aadil inquired, cautiously pronouncing the final word, as if afraid of breaking it.

"That's correct. I'd be grateful if you could get us some wine. Two bottles would suffice, one for you and one for me. But please do me a favour. Don't just go to the barn and get the bottles and come back. Spend some time there. Speak with the people. I'll be waiting for you here. There's no need to rush."

Aadil looked at me, half irritated, half perplexed. I remembered the face of Yasir in Kulgam, who had wanted to accompany me but was too concerned about his reputation to take the risk.

His concern for other people's opinions had held him back. Now I was wondering if Aadil's reputation would hold him back,too.

But, much to my relief, Aadil stood up and nodded. "I've never been to a tavern and have never drunk wine." I don't believe drinking is appropriate. But I trust you completely because I believe in our love. There must be a reason for your behaviour asked me to do something like that I need to figure out why that is. I'll go get us some wine." He then said his goodbyes and walked out.I collapsed to the ground in utter ecstasy as soon as he left the room. Taking the rosary made of amber. I expressed Gratitude over and over for providing me with a true accomplice and prayed that his lovely soul would never recover from the inebriation of Divine Love.

 

Poesy To Nymph

Let me not to the accredited

of fake promises

To me, fair you, you never

can be old,

You see my antique pen would

have expressed

Even such a beauty as you

alter now.

I Have eyes to wonder, 

but lack words to praise.

Yes my love, swears that

you are made of truth

I do believe on both sides 

thus is simple truth suppress’d

You are water to life and

I'm soul to fire.

So long as you can breathe,

or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this 

gives life to me.

The poem is actually a sonnet written by Aadil Ghulam Bhat that speaks of a love that is so strong and true that it transcends time and space. The poet declares that he will not be swayed by false promises, and that the beauty of his love is eternal and unchanging. He compares his beloved to a work of art that cannot be altered, even by the passage of time. The poet is in awe of his beloved's beauty and acknowledges that his words are inadequate to express the depth of his admiration.

The poem expresses the belief that true love is a force that can overcome all obstacles and endure forever. The poet's love for his beloved is not based on external qualities, such as wealth or social status, but on the intrinsic goodness and truth that he perceives in her. The poet believes that his love is reciprocated, and that his beloved is also made of truth.

The power of poetry is also a central theme in the poem. The poet recognizes that words alone are insufficient to convey the depth of his love, but he also acknowledges the importance of poetry in expressing the inexpressible. The poet's antique pen is a symbol of the enduring power of poetry, and his inability to fully capture his beloved's beauty with words underscores the ineffable nature of true love.

The poem's concluding couplet affirms the timeless nature of the poet's love. The poet declares that as long as he and his beloved are alive, their love will continue to exist, and that their love gives life to him. This final affirmation reinforces the theme of the enduring power of love and the ability of true love to transcend time and space.

In summary, the poem is a beautiful expression of the enduring power of love and the importance of poetry in capturing the essence of that love. It is a timeless reminder that true love is not based on superficial qualities, but on the intrinsic truth and goodness that exist within a person.

Authors Note:

Myself Adil ghulam bhat, I am a poet and the author of a books (100 years of my painful nights, Nights in solitude). Poetry does not have such tips because it is the art of expressing emotions, feelings and can never be based on tips. Poetry is a profound literature and plays a role with proper system. 

NIGHTS-IN-SOLITUDE-

A creative writing technique is usually characterized by a certain rhythm and style. The modern poet wears many hats: he can write ghazals, produce commercial genre, create poetry books, write for greeting card companies, work for websites and compete in competitions; Just to have a few names.

 Learn the basics of poetry.

AND WHEN I CRY.

And when my blithe queue

Died for isolation,

I only remember my

Dead memory of pale joy.

I proclaimed my solitariness

From uneven dead joy.

And when I come

Weeping and go crying.

However, you only come

Smiling and go laughing.

I have seen thousand countenance

Of masked face, fake smiles

Where I was imprisoned.

And I cry ...... and cry.

I have nothing to forgive.

My thirst was not quenched

Even with my own blood.

Can such pain be forgiven....

No, never, not at all...................!

Theme: Emotional Pain and Isolation

The poem portrays a deep sense of emotional pain and isolation felt by the speaker. The theme of the poem revolves around the feelings of loneliness, sorrow, and betrayal. The poem expresses the speaker's frustration and inability to find solace in their surroundings, leading to a sense of hopelessness and despair.

The speaker describes a sense of detachment from their previous life and experiences. The opening lines, "And when my blithe queue/ Died for isolation," depict the loss of joy and happiness that once existed in their life. The speaker reminisces about their past, remembering only a faint memory of happiness, now replaced by a sense of emptiness.

The poem speaks of the speaker's proclamation of their solitude, an attempt to express their feelings of isolation and loneliness. The phrase "uneven dead joy" suggests that the speaker is struggling to come to terms with their emotions, which seem to fluctuate between deadening sadness and fleeting joy.

The speaker is depicted as being unable to connect with others, only experiencing tears and weeping. Meanwhile, others around them seem to be able to smile and laugh with ease, further highlighting the sense of isolation felt by the speaker.

The poem also touches on the theme of false appearances and deception, describing the speaker's encounter with countless masked faces and fake smiles. The use of the word "imprisoned" conveys a sense of entrapment and confinement, adding to the speaker's feelings of isolation and frustration.

The final lines of the poem reveal the depth of the speaker's pain and their unwillingness to forgive. The speaker suggests that their thirst for happiness and fulfillment cannot be quenched, even with their own blood. The speaker concludes that such pain cannot be forgiven, highlighting the depth of their emotional wounds.

In verdict, the poem portrays a sense of emotional pain and isolation felt by the speaker. The theme of the poem revolves around the feelings of loneliness, sorrow, and betrayal. The poem speaks to the sense of detachment from one's past, the struggle to connect with others, and the difficulty in finding solace in one's surroundings. The poem also touches on the theme of deception and false appearances, with the speaker encountering countless fake smiles and masked faces. The poem concludes with the speaker expressing their unwillingness to forgive the pain they have endured, suggesting that such wounds may never fully heal.

Author's note 

Myself Adil ghulam bhat, I am a poet and the author of a books (100 years of my painful nights, Nights in solitude). Poetry does not have such tips because it is the art of expressing emotions, feelings and can never be based on tips. Poetry is a profound literature and plays a role with proper system. 

NIGHTS-IN-SOLITUDE-

A creative writing technique is usually characterized by a certain rhythm and style. The modern poet wears many hats: he can write ghazals, produce commercial genre, create poetry books, write for greeting card companies, work for websites and compete in competitions; Just to have a few names.

 Learn the basics of poetry.

 A poet is one who conveys ideas and emotions to others through the written word. Although many people associate poetry with words that make poetry, a poet can choose one of the many different ways of writing to convey his message.

I will share some important ways to build a poem. 

1 Read a lot of basic poetry. 

2 improve your vocabulary (literary words). 

GRUDGE OF BROKEN HEART

Why, the moon knows.

Why did you cry last night?

The moon knows, why?

It was you who left me.

I was not enough, I know

I was half loved, every time

Tried to fix my blurred,

Faded and incomplete way

Just a quadrupled gesture

Just an outraged and withered

Part that has faded me,

Plucked me out.

It was just hard to unlove .

Never can the sun shine,

To end the never ending gloom.

The theme of this poem is heartbreak and the pain of unrequited love. The speaker expresses their feelings of hurt and betrayal as they mourn the loss of their love. They are struggling to come to terms with the fact that they were not enough for their lover, and they were only ever half-loved. The theme of heartbreak is evident in the way the speaker describes their emotions, using words such as "blurry," "faded," and "incomplete."

The poem revolves around the metaphor of the moon, representing the unknown and the uncertain. The moon is often used to symbolize emotions, and in this case, it represents the speaker's feelings of confusion and uncertainty about their relationship. The moon knows the reason for the speaker's tears, suggesting that there is some hidden meaning behind the heartbreak that the speaker cannot fully comprehend.

The poem also touches on the theme of unrequited love, which is evident in the speaker's feelings of being half-loved. They feel like they have given everything they have to offer but were never truly appreciated or loved in return. The theme of unrequited love is further reinforced by the lines, "Just a quadrupled gesture/Just an outraged and withered/Part that has faded me/Plucked me out," which suggest that the speaker's efforts to fix their relationship were in vain and only led to further hurt and pain.

In summary, this poem is a heartfelt expression of the pain and heartbreak of unrequited love. The speaker's use of the moon as a metaphor for their emotions adds a sense of mystery and depth to the poem. The theme of heartbreak is evident in the speaker's descriptions of their feelings, while the theme of unrequited love is reinforced through their feelings of being half-loved. Ultimately, this poem captures the raw emotions of heartbreak and unrequited love in a powerful and moving way.

Author's note 

Myself Adil ghulam bhat, I am a poet and the author of a  books (100 years of my painful nights, Nights in solitude). Poetry does not have such tips because it is the art of expressing emotions, feelings and can never be based on tips. Poetry is a profound literature and plays a role with proper system. 

NIGHTS-IN-SOLITUDE-

A creative writing technique is usually characterized by a certain rhythm and style. The modern poet wears many hats: he can write ghazals, produce commercial genre, create poetry books, write for greeting card companies, work for websites and compete in competitions; Just to have a few names.

 Learn the basics of poetry.

 A poet is one who conveys ideas and emotions to others through the written word. Although many people associate poetry with words that make poetry, a poet can choose one of the many different ways of writing to convey his message.

I will share some important ways to build a poem. 

1 Read a lot of basic poetry. 

2 improve your vocabulary (literary words). 

3 write what you feel in day to day life on a roughly page then arrange them with minimum word length. 

4 Use concrete thoughts and give them shape use poetic devices like metaphors, similies, images, personification, oxymoron etc.... 

5 Match thoughts and then you will start to become a Eminant poet.. 

         You can also read my poetry on my Personal Blog or on Youtube Poetry Blog.