PEN WALK AND HOPE

I walked among the tidal wails. 

In the suit of scarlet red: 

And steps seemed dark and bright. 

My hat was on its head,

But I never saw myself, looked 

So wistfully at the day's end.

I never saw myself, looked 

With such a wistful eye 

Upon that little tent of stars 

Which people call the hope of eye, 

And at every cloudy vision 

Onto each foggy image that passed by.

None did wring my hands, as do

Those imbecile people who dare 

To try to rear the jerk 

Hope In the cave of black Despair: 

I only looked upon the blue. 

And Inhale the hopeful air.

None did wring my hands nor weep. 

Nor did i peak or pine.

But i breath the air as though it held 

Some healthful tedious, somewhat decline

With open mouth i drank the hope 

As though it had been red wine!

I along with all the other suffering 

That were trampling the other ring. 

Forgot wheather i had done something 

Noteworthy. i simply was dull amazing.

I the man, keeping hopes for pain reduction.

The man who had nothing to swing.

Summary 

The poem is a reflection on the power of hope and its ability to provide solace in the midst of suffering. The speaker, clad in a scarlet suit, walks among the tidal wails and gazes at the stars with a wistful eye. They are surrounded by suffering individuals who are wringing their hands and weeping, but the speaker does not despair like them. Instead, they inhale the hopeful air and drink in hope like red wine, finding some healthful tedium in its embrace.

The speaker forgets their own accomplishments in the midst of the suffering, simply being amazed by the power of hope to provide relief from pain. They are the man who keeps hopes for pain reduction, holding onto the belief that things can get better even in the face of adversity.

The poem is notable for its use of vivid imagery to convey the power of hope. The scarlet suit worn by the speaker is a symbol of their resilience in the face of suffering, and the stars represent the hope that keeps them going. The foggy images and cloudy visions that pass by represent the challenges and obstacles that the speaker must overcome in their quest for relief from pain.

Overall, the poem is a powerful meditation on the importance of hope in the face of suffering. It shows that even in the darkest of times, hope can provide a glimmer of light and keep us going. Through its vivid imagery and powerful language, the poem captures the essence of the human experience and reminds us that we are all capable of finding hope in even the most difficult of circumstances

A Tale of Strategy and Valor

I wade ashore at the crack of dawn with a spear and a shield in my hands. 

I must have frequently trod on death unaware.

The square sails of our fleet flutter in the breeze behind me 

As the dragons search for my adversary and their little spears, 

Which swarm like flies. The mail coat rubs on my shoulders.

I have no escape from the sea, but none is desired, 

So by the next high tide either my fanatic will point as promised 

Or the battle-watchers will have taken me all.

I am a thread in the tapestry of history today.

Poem summary:

The poem above is a short, descriptive piece that paints a picture of a warrior wading ashore at dawn, ready for battle.

"A Tale of Strategy and Valor", seems to be a descriptive tale of a warrior who has just arrived on a beach at dawn, ready to engage in battle, based on the context provided in the poem. The savage wields a spear and a shield, and their mail coat, which is causing discomfort to their shoulders, is rubbing against them. Behind the warrior, the square sails of the fleet can be seen flapping in the breeze as dragons search for the adversary and their small spears. The fighter has no interest in evading the sea even if they are aware of the possibility that they would perish there. Instead, they wait for their opponent to arrive or for the eyes of those who are watching the conflict to fall upon them. The statement that the fighter is now a thread in the tapestry of history serves as a fitting conclusion to the section.

 Overall, the poem captures the tension and danger of battle, while also conveying a sense of stoic determination in the face of uncertain outcomes. The use of imagery and metaphorical language adds depth and meaning to the piece, and the short, concise lines create a sense of urgency and immediacy.

POISONOUS THOUGHT

When I found your pale face on a pillow,

A nest so heavy with nothing on willow.

The sheded leaves had erased the allure.

I hardly noticed in the late-night obscure.

By this law, the knees are laced with spontaneity.

Must I insist on an absence more unreasonably?

When you look at me kindly and generously

 

Who am I to stop this flowing affection so harshly?

I can’t see for the glum in my bed in traverse.

It can stay in the heavens only by reversal.

If i can't watch the creator, I will lose you.

What angel takes the place of distance in leaf que?

Theme: The poem is about the complex emotions of love and loss. The speaker is grappling with feelings of sadness and uncertainty as they try to understand their relationship with the person they love. The poem touches on the themes of mortality, change, and the transience of life.

Summary: The poem begins with the speaker finding their lover's pale face on a pillow, which reminds them of the fragility of life. The leaves on the willow tree outside have fallen, erasing its once beautiful allure, which reflects the speaker's melancholic state of mind. The speaker ponders whether they should embrace the spontaneity of their emotions or try to distance themselves more unreasonably.

When their lover looks at them kindly and generously, the speaker finds it difficult to resist the flow of affection. However, the speaker is struggling to see past the glumness in their bed and feels lost and disconnected from their partner. They worry that if they can't connect with the creator, they will lose their lover.

The poem ends with a rhetorical question about what angel takes the place of distance in leaf que, which can be interpreted as a metaphor for the forces that pull us apart from the people we love.

Overall, the poem evokes a sense of sadness and introspection as the speaker tries to understand their emotions and their relationship. It touches on universal themes of love and loss and invites the reader to reflect on the fragility of life and the transience of our experiences. The language is poetic and metaphorical, and the structure of the poem, with its irregular rhyme and rhythm, reflects the tumultuous emotions of the speaker.

Book review of Nights in solitude.

Aadil Ghulam Bhat, a Poet, noveliest and the author of two poetry books "100 years of my painful nights " and his second entitled : "NIGHTS IN SOLITUDE"

Besides, English poetry he also has a great contribution in the field of literature, he has a contribution in Urdu ghazals and novels too. 

"NIGHTS IN SOLITUDE"

is an amazing and exquisite poetry book, written in a Cordially and ecstasy manner, having 54 astounding poems. 

The Poems are entwined and tied in a common thread of never ending adversities of life. 

The Poems paint an esoteric picture of life and describes the everlasting plight of man. 

The thoughts are antique, vivid and animate having a tinge of concealed wisdom. 

The poems are mainly about., Pain, love, eld memories, faith and Blasphemy.. 

"NIGHTS IN SOLITUDE"

is a verse based writing with Ocean of feelings and emotions. 

The rhythm and style of author is quite interesting and very much impressive over the entire collection of book. 

The Poems, "Black Hours" ,"Wind of Cage", "Two Ages of man", "Half a word" and "The false notion of man" Colours and pervades the whole book with both joy and sorrow, weeping and laughter and makes the book so exquisite and so mystical. 

The verses are vivid and astounding like incantations, like in quest for life's covert realities. 

The author has beautifully penned down all the poems and all the poems are dyed and tinted with the hue of immortal pain, all of all poems beckons the heart to adoration and solitude. 

A book review by Bhat naxim... 😊

The Dairies of November.

It's over, and did November not do nostalgic ease?

Morning breezes, raucous calls of migratory geese, 

And a coral moon that is floating low in the sky.

Nor an autmn gold remained in the trees in sigh.

Did I appreciate the vigorous foliage while it persisted?

Was I astonished? the hive have up and left instead.

Then dispersed to tremble in their wintery clumps.

Sun's ricochet light behind drawn drapes and thumps.

Around twelve in the afternoon, a closed sign appears.

The filthy river, coughs forth reed grass like fatty as feather dusters.

The throngs of children have succumbed to winter's great allure.

A sky like Hovers' dried cement will definitely endure.

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Summary: 

The poem is a reflection on the passing of time and the arrival of winter after the beauty of autumn has faded away. The speaker expresses regret for not appreciating the fall foliage while it lasted and laments the absence of the lively atmosphere that once filled the streets. The imagery in the poem is melancholic, with descriptions of a coral moon, reed grass, and a filthy river. The speaker also notes the absence of children playing outside, signaling the arrival of winter and the end of autumn.

The theme of the poem is the passage of time and the fleeting nature of beauty. The speaker's regret for not appreciating the fall foliage while it lasted is a reminder to cherish the present moment before it's gone. The imagery of the coral moon, reed grass, and the filthy river symbolize the decay that comes with the changing of seasons, and the absence of children playing outside reflects the quietness and stillness that comes with the arrival of winter. The poem highlights the importance of appreciating the beauty in the present moment and accepting the inevitability of change.

The poem also touches on the theme of nostalgia and the longing for the past. The speaker remembers the raucous calls of migratory geese and the lively atmosphere that once filled the streets, and the arrival of winter brings a sense of loss and emptiness. The closed sign appearing around noon further emphasizes the quietness and stillness that comes with the passing of time.

The poem's language is evocative, with descriptions of the "autumn gold" and "vigorous foliage" that once filled the trees. The speaker's regret for not appreciating this beauty while it lasted highlights the importance of living in the moment and cherishing the present. The imagery of the filthy river and the reed grass also symbolize the decay and passing of time, adding to the overall sense of melancholy in the poem.

In conclusion, the poem is a contemplation on the passage of time, the fleeting nature of beauty, and the importance of living in the moment. The speaker's regret and longing for the past serve as a reminder to appreciate the present while it lasts, as everything is constantly changing and evolving. The language and imagery in the poem create a melancholic and nostalgic atmosphere, evoking a sense of loss and emptiness that comes with the arrival of winter.

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Author: Aadil Ghulam Bhat.

ONE DAY IN SOLITUDE

Since there’s no way,

Come let us hug.

Nay, I have done, 

You get no more of me,

And I am glad, 

Yea glad with all my heart

That thus so cleanly, 

I myself can free;

Shake hands forever, 

Cancel all our vows,

When we meet again, 

Be it not seen,

In either of our brows 

That we one jot of

Former love retain. 

Now at the last gasp of

Love’s latest breath, 

When, your pulse failing, 

Passion speechless lies 

Under the sands of love.

Theme:

The theme of the poem is the end of a relationship and the desire to move on with no hard feelings, without any bitterness or grudges.

Summary:

The poem is a dialogue between two lovers who have decided to part ways. The speaker begins by suggesting that since there is no way to change the situation, they should embrace one another in a final hug. However, the other lover refuses, stating that they have already said their goodbyes and have no desire for any more physical contact.

The speaker then expresses their relief that they can finally let go of the relationship without any lingering attachments. They suggest that they cancel all of their vows and shake hands as a symbol of finality. They also agree that if they were to meet again in the future, they should not show any signs of lingering affection.

The poem then takes on a more melancholic tone, as the speaker reflects on the end of their relationship. They describe their love as being at the "last gasp" and "speechless" as it lies buried under the "sands of love." The tone suggests that while the lovers have come to a mutual agreement to end their relationship, there is still a sense of sadness and loss.

The final lines of the poem emphasize the desire to move on completely and start anew, with no trace of the past remaining. The speaker suggests that they should both move on without any hint of their former love remaining, signaling the finality of their breakup.

Overall, the poem explores the theme of letting go of a relationship and moving on without bitterness or regret. It conveys the idea that while the end of a relationship can be painful, it is possible to part ways amicably and with a sense of closure. The melancholic tone of the poem suggests that while there may be sadness in letting go, it is ultimately necessary for both parties to move on with their lives.

TIDAL WAIL.

The beach's tears have been wrung out like a sponge.

Possibly a close-up of a huge blank page, of a book's initial letter

Written during the all-revealing night of loneliness.

As I move forward, I can see the ocean's far shore.

Each invertebrate that becomes stranded becomes a spineless choice.

Continually pricked by birds' flashing beaks,

The tracks I leave behind are ones I'm embarrassed of. Loop

And the united ostracisms of the shells.

Soon, complicit water will once again cover everything.

But only until the conviction this evening.

The poem depicts a sense of loneliness and isolation that the poet is experiencing. The first line, "The beach's tears have been wrung out like a sponge," creates a metaphorical image of the beach being emptied of its emotions, much like a sponge being squeezed of its water. The following line, "Possibly a close-up of a huge blank page, of a book's initial letter," further emphasizes the feeling of emptiness and solitude, as if the speaker is facing a vast, empty space that they must fill with their own thoughts and feelings.

As the speaker moves forward, they see the ocean's far shore, suggesting a sense of hope or a destination to strive towards. However, the imagery of the invertebrates becoming "spineless choices" and the speaker's tracks being "ones I'm embarrassed of" convey a sense of guilt and shame. The birds pricking the stranded invertebrates with their beaks also adds to the sense of violence and cruelty in the natural world.

The final lines, "But only until the conviction this evening," suggest a moment of decision or realization for the poet. The use of the word "conviction" suggests a sense of determination or resolution to overcome the feelings of loneliness and isolation. The theme of the poem could be interpreted as the struggle to find meaning and connection in a world that can often feel empty and cruel. The natural world is depicted as both beautiful and violent, suggesting a complex and often contradictory reality that the speaker must navigate. Ultimately, the poem ends on a note of hope, with the poet determined to move forward and find meaning in their experiences.

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