THE INNOCENT BIRD

Once free, I roamed the sky,

With wings that carried me high.

A world of wonder, a life of bliss,

No cage, no chains, no tethered kiss.

But then one day, I met a man,

Who offered food with a gentle hand.

I trusted him, I had no fear,

For in my heart, there was no smear.

But as I sat upon his palm,

He locked me up in his realm.

The cage was small, the walls were cold,

My wings were clipped, my spirit sold.

I sang a song of freedom then,

Of skies that held me high again.

I cried and wept for what I'd lost,

My innocence, my bliss, my cost.

And yet I sang with patience too,

For in my heart, I knew it's true,

That freedom comes to those who wait,

Who persevere, who don't berate.

So with my voice, so sweet and clear,

I sang a song for all to hear,

Of tyranny and betrayal too,

Of beauty lost, and pain that's new.

I the innocent bird, with my pity voice,

Sang the song of tyranny, with no rejoice.

But still, i croon with all my might,

For freedom, for justice, for the light.

The poem "The Caged Bird's Song" is a poignant and powerful tale of the loss of freedom and the struggle to regain it. The narrator, a bird, describes the joys of flying freely in the sky, unencumbered by cages or chains. However, her life changes when she meets a man who offers her food and seemingly harmless affection. She soon finds herself trapped in a small cage, with her wings clipped and her spirit broken. Despite her suffering, she sings a song of hope and perseverance, refusing to give up on her dreams of freedom.

The theme of the poem is the struggle for freedom and the importance of perseverance in the face of adversity. The caged bird's song is a symbol of the indomitable human spirit, which refuses to be silenced by oppression and tyranny. The bird's unwavering determination to sing her song, even in the midst of her captivity, is a powerful metaphor for the human struggle for justice and dignity.

The poem also touches on the themes of betrayal and innocence lost. The bird's trust in the man who captured her is shattered when she realizes that he has no intention of setting her free. Her innocence, once a source of joy and wonder, becomes a liability in the face of the man's greed and cruelty. Despite these setbacks, however, the bird refuses to give up on her dreams of freedom and continues to sing her song of hope.

Overall, "The Caged Bird's Song" is a moving and thought-provoking poem that explores the universal themes of freedom, perseverance, and the human spirit's capacity for resilience in the face of adversity. The poem urges us to never give up on our dreams and to keep singing our songs, even when the world tries to silence us.

EGOISTIC FATE

My total indifference and poverty, Where humiliation weighs

Heavily as a slab of concrete.

And the egos are waiting for the Promised advent of altruistic birds Without egoistic plumage

Longer than a day, hot, and far too large For their meagre contents.

On the branches of egoistic fate, Vultures of Simplicity ought to be present.

Observing people's attempts to give Their life some appearance of Significance, yet this stillness is gradually developing across the globe

Their egoistic fate is a bleached night.

Rich people's wings sweep my dignity,

And for a brief moment, they see

The poor as they fade into obscurity, Their heads bowed in defiance of

The sour wind of money.

The poem describes the struggles of an individual who faces poverty and humiliation, surrounded by a world driven by ego and materialism. It highlights the irony of people's attempts to find significance in their lives while neglecting the simplicity and altruism that could bring them true happiness. The poem explores themes of social inequality, the corrupting nature of wealth, and the importance of humility and simplicity.

The poem begins with the speaker expressing their sense of total indifference and poverty, describing the weight of humiliation as heavy as a slab of concrete. The world around them is driven by ego, and people wait for the arrival of altruistic birds without egoistic plumage, indicating that they desire selflessness and humility but are unable to practice it themselves.

The speaker notes that people's attempts to give their lives some appearance of significance are observed by vultures of simplicity, who could teach them the value of living a simple, humble life. Despite these observations, the egoistic fate of humanity remains bleached, indicating that the world is devoid of true meaning and purpose.

The poem touches upon the idea that the rich sweep the dignity of the poor and ignore their struggles, seeing them only for a brief moment before they fade into obscurity. The heads of the poor are bowed in defiance of the sour wind of money, indicating that they resist the corrupting nature of wealth and materialism.

In conclusion, the poem serves as a commentary on the state of the world, highlighting the importance of humility, simplicity, and altruism, and exposing the corrupting nature of wealth and materialism. It is a call to action for individuals to reject their egoistic fates and strive for a life of simplicity and selflessness.

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.