Sunday, October 05, 2014

Poetry of Sorrow

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[From her diary...]
Photo Credit: D Sharon Pruitt
The most devoured expression of mankind is sorrow. You would disagree and question my statement. I agree that the Vedas and The Universe (or anything on those lines you believe) all ask us to follow the path towards bliss. There may be more self-help books on achieving happiness than the actual problems of life.

But, the truth is, human looses self identity during happiness, while in sorrow, finds it's unmatched ego.

Sorrow is beautiful, one could feel his complete self, literally. The soul realizes it's importance in it's presence. The things hidden down the memory lane, as if finding a new life, starts breathing. One could hear the heart beat and weigh its heaviness as it goes.. dub.. dub... While most of us gets upset when fallen in sorrow, the beauty of it could be felt by very few of us. And though it is painful to sustain, once you understand it, you love wailing in it. It is the awareness (which is otherwise fleeting) of the inner self, although toiled, that the sorrow brings to you easily and addicts you.

In this sorrow, the songs that you played on your playlist randomly start to take a form and you could connect to it as if they were words dripping from your heart and licked up by your soul. You become a bystander. You could listen to the cars running, wheels spinning. People doing their daily chores gets accentuated and you, who then, otherwise passed the lane like a robot, would now observe the world brimming in life, as a watcher with submerged awareness.

While I am sure this awareness has nothing to do with the spiritual awareness, still, the detachment you feel from the world around, cannot be just shrugged away. It's not only the body and soul that supports you, but the brain too becomes your companion of suffering. Prose and poetry just flow like sap from a tree oozing and giving you some awkward satisfaction.

These dark words are motivation for myself and some might pick the color of depression in them. But these are words of honesty and beauty. To me, the poetry of sorrow is as poetic as the song of happiness.
 
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18 comments:

  1. Only a writer can get into this thiught flow.
    Only a writer can put it out in such crisp words.

    Sorrow & Suffering moulds our character...

    Very nice read!! kepp writing..

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    1. Thank you Anirudh for those nice words. Keep visiting :)

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    2. As they say in Mahabharat, Kunti seeked sorrows & not happiness when Krushna asked her what she wanted. In today's times we give so much importance to entertainment as if that's the sole motive of our existence, this post is a good reminder. Keep writing. ATB for BAT

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    3. Thank you so much Pavil for reading and commenting. Mahabharata do inspire curiosity. Kunti was a strong woman who emerged shining through tragedy. It's also true that you need courage and self control to keep yourself drowning in sorrow.

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  2. very deep thought flow, and contemplation. I agree with Anirudh, you expressed it very well. there is truth there too, for being a poet, I know and agree that the poetry of sorrow is very much beautiful, like the poetry of happiness.

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  3. nice commentary , I too believe sorrows are important in shaping our life it also reminds me of a Hindi song ' Rahi manwa dukh ki chinta kyun satati hai dukh to apna sathi hai' which means 'don't worry about sorrows , they are our companion.'

    My BAT entry Torn Pages

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    1. Thanks for reading and commenting Cifar!!

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  4. I can totally connect myself with this post...been there....and the line that you get connected to the songs on your playlist is very true and this exactly the time when you take note of the minute things in your life and cherish it the most..well written keep blogging!!! Cheers!!

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    1. Thank you very much Adarsh. Glad you like it :)

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  5. Interesting way of looking at sorrow, Megha...
    I do agree that words of pain are profound.

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  6. Megha, I completely agree that a person discover it's true strength when in sorrow. Very well presented.

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  7. Love the last sentence!

    I agree. Sorrow is different. Brings out a greater emotion.

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  8. "the poetry of sorrow is as poetic as the song of happiness." that goes as a quote for me by Megha...:)

    Not even poetry, any form of writing is best at sorrows... even i write more angry/sad and less of romantic/happy letters and to my hubby;)

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  9. would be interesting to know what your hubby think about it ;)
    thanks for reading and commenting.

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