More than just words
How I got smitten by words, food, and people (and how I continue this tale). Funnily enough, it is the people in my life who have been responsible for my tryst with words and food!brunch Updated: May 05, 2012 14:22 IST
I never realised I would take to poetry like a fish takes to water. Well, not exactly. I don't know Shelley or Keats or Tennyson. All I know is my love for words and my feelings, which help me, come with creations I'm extremely proud of.
More often than not, my poems have just been expressions of the time I've been infatuated; of the times I've been hurt by the object of my fantasy; of the times I've been infuriated by the object of my fantasy; of the time when I finally realised I was in love and I knew I had to break away - for good.
Writing your thoughts in a way that they appeal to you (which they should, always) makes you think in ways you won't even imagine. And it feels great to see the finished product, just like I'm jumping about after I bake brownies! More on baking next time, though.
My friends have often asked me how I can write poetry, I mean, what is there to it, in essence? And frankly, I have no definite answer to that. I do know that incidents in my life trigger emotions inside me, which in turn gets me to write poems. Short stories, I'm terrible at. I wrote just one, and it seemed so contrived, I realised it wasn't meant for me.
But poems, they are my love, the succour to my soul. Whenever I'm feeling low, I read the poems I've written. I choose to read just some, actually. Perhaps that's why I get emotional sometimes. Umm, that's really not what I would've intended I guess, but it helps nonetheless. It's good to just cry sometimes, rather than writing, but just sometimes. It's a magical feeling, giving into the surge of emotions inside. And then I just feel at ease. It's like all my worries just vanished. Anger, hurt, rage, resentment, love, betrayal, second love, realising you have always had only one love - all of these feelings, whenever I've wanted to vent them, have always found their way onto paper, or a Word document (with tears streaming down simultaneously)!
Honestly, if my crushes were to ever 'understand' all that I've written for them, I suppose they would give me the credit I deserve? Perhaps some day…
Anyway, I have never been able to write poems by force, ever. And if I have been forced to write them like 'right now', they've turned out to be awful! Another challenge that I face after I've written a poem, is deciding a title. That's when I send my poem to my select circle of friends and ask for suggestions. That's a fun way to do it. Some other times, I begin with a title, which is sometimes the best way to begin writing.
Well, now that I've written so much about poetry, it's been ages since I wrote a poem. I'd love suggestions from everyone, anyone. But what I'd love even more would be for someone to write a poem for me. I play these imaginary situations in my mind (yeah I'm hopeless) and it plays out to be extremely romantic, which is how I'd love for it to be. But then it's an imaginary situation, and it's in 'my' mind! All for a poem, but a poem and nothing, but a poem! So if anybody thinks they're good with words, let me know. Poetry is after all, more than just words...
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