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1. The story started in sunshine on the sea shore
2. in reminiscent ambience like the French Riviera
3. where the colors of sunset were painting horizon.
4. When twilight merged with descending darkness of dusk
5. I saw your flashing figure, a fleeting deer, on the beach,
6. hair on air making charming lace on your face
7. blushing in serene grace in setting sun’s hued embrace.
8. The lasting picture I made into dream, I knew it could break.
9. That’s how my heart weaved love, and you … amorous tapestry
10. your sweet arms laid on an ardent pathway for me.
11. I saw it wind toward you as you paced in the wind,
12. a scene I’d seen in the mist of dream … I hadn’t missed.
13. The reverie came true when I slowly strode near you,
14. you let me hold your hands supple, how alluring they were
15. my mind felt … your love wasn’t the farthest one
16. for you were keen to lend your hand usher it in
17. from the waxing waves with the whispering wind
18. that broke the deafening silence between you and me
19. for we heard melody of romance in the air, in the heart
20. repeated again and again like the breaking waves,
21. the crests crowned by pearls pristine of the dancing sea.
22. In my own heart I could feel that you became only mine
23. so … together we could fly in the limpid sky of longing life.
24. At sundown hour like birds to the astral nest we’d return.
September 13, 2018
Poetic devices used in lines : 1. Alliteration, 2. Allusion, 3. Ambiguity, 4. Antithesis (also Alliteration), 5. Apposition (also Alliteration), 6. Assonance (also Consonance and Enjambment), 7. Consonance, 8. Dissonance (also Metaphor), 9. Ellipsis (also Enjambment), 10. Euphony (also Enjambment), 11. Homograph, 12. Homophone (also Ellipsis), 13. Internal Rhyme, 14. Inversion (also Enjambment), 15, Litote (also Ellipsis), 16. Metonymy (also Internal Rhyme), 17. Onomatopoeia (also Alliteration and Personification), 18. Oxymoron, 19. Parallelism (also Enjambment), 20. Tautology (also Simile), 21. Personification, 22. Pleonasm, 23. Metaphor (also Ellipsis and Alliteration), 24. Simile.
Cultural and Social Terms
Idol: In Persian poetry, often refers to the beloved, particularly one who is non-Muslim. The term carries complex connotations of forbidden desire and spiritual challenge.
Veil: Refers both to the physical head covering and the metaphysical veil between the material and spiritual worlds in Sufi thought.
Fate's Wheel: The wheel of fortune or destiny (charkh-e falak), a common motif in Persian literature representing the unpredictable nature of fate.
Character Names
Giti: A Persian name meaning "world" or "universe," suggesting the beloved encompasses all existence for the lover.
Saeed: An Arabic name meaning "happy" or "blessed," ironic given the character's suffering in love.
Poetic Devices and Concepts
Ghazal tradition: Though this is a masnavi, it draws heavily from the ghazal (lyric poem) tradition of Persian literature, with its emphasis on unrequited love and spiritual longing.
Tavern: In Sufi poetry, the tavern represents the place of spiritual gathering and divine intoxication, not literal alcohol consumption.
Cup and Wine: The cup represents the heart or soul, while wine represents divine love or spiritual knowledge.
Dawn: Often symbolizes spiritual awakening, hope, or the appearance of the beloved.
Mystical Concepts
Fana: The Sufi concept of self-annihilation or dissolution of the ego in divine love, reflected in the lovers' ultimate union where individual identity dissolves.
Ishq: Divine or passionate love that transcends ordinary human affection, central to Sufi thought and Persian poetry.
Longing (Hijr): The pain of separation from the beloved, considered a necessary stage in spiritual development.
Historical Context
Persian Literary Tradition: This work draws from the rich tradition of Persian mystical poetry, including works by Rumi, Hafez, Saadi, and others who used love poetry as a vehicle for spiritual expression.
Courtly Love: The formal, ritualized expression of love that characterized medieval Persian court culture, with its emphasis on patience, suffering, and devotion.
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Note: Many terms in Persian mystical poetry carry multiple layers of meaning - literal, romantic, and spiritual - simultaneously. This ambiguity is intentional and central to the tradition's power and enduring appeal.
because of bad dating experiences
that’s really been confusing me for a while
his is something
that she refuses to mention
friends can only go so far
and frei is all he is limited to
poetic devices to express thoughts
might he create the condition of
her needing him
having one person to share your thoughts
in a life built together seems more novel
especially when tow are apart
the meeting to embrace and be noticed
to be adorned is his goal
it is her nevermind due to his longing
she resist and overly edges to insult
relationship dynamics to
prefer a more casual or flexible
approach to dating and romance
East is east no matter where I stand
yet northward winds come from the south
westward might the sun travel
from morning to evening
Where I refuse to stand before you
in doubt
When I consider the nights without you
I think of the loneliness of your troubles
that you wish me to completely yours
undefined to which what you speak
that had started the day we met
from a smile and kiss to
a romantic evening
to hear my own regrets
might I sing the lullaby of whispers
where I have been trashed to refute
where it is complete and unmentioned
our love affair where I am prize
in your pursuit
in reference to our togetherness
I applaud your characteristic begs
I frown and giggle laughing
at you
To only want you here or around
From
Lost in A singer Lingo
Where is That Crooner
Written By Jules Halfstep
and Romantisk Berättelse
Music and Song
I have aka nicknamed myself super poet, Art-Revealer, Poetic Prince, you must know it. Please, do put some wood on the Fire and then gently stoke it.
I am telling you that you will need to keep yourself very, very warm.
This is because of my rhymes and techniques and poetic devices which will very much put you to feel very chill. For, when I flaunt them, it will freeze all hearers in total amazement. They are all coming out of me much colder than the coldest of all north-pole Arctic places.
Blast, Blasting: These lyrical lines are like a supernova explosion.
The Stars in the heavens has previously foretold them.
Lyrics coming out of me freer than the freed Neilson Mandela.
I have the great ability to high-leap over all writer blocks obstacles.
Take note, take note, I am up with the very best of any poetic league or
any poetic organization.
This a Rap, and a Tap on a Rap
I say a Rap, and a Tap then another mighty Tap.
Let me humble myself and make no more personal accretions.
Yes, God did choose me as His chosen human vessel.
Praise Him, Praise Him, Praise Him!
I am a word and Art-Revealer poet, His inspired called servant.
This a Rap, and then a mighty Tap.
I say a Rap, a Rap and then another mighty Tap.
The “Poetic Prince” now signing out. Peace be to all.
They were to meet in middle of the mall
He clearly misunderstood... his downfall
If there had been some writing on the wall
This fight might not have happened at all
Unsure of what to wear or where to look
It's important to give more than he took
He seemed caught like a fish on a hook
His life story could be a comic book
He remembered everything that he could
Wanting to make amends for this, he would
Deep in his heart of hearts he knew he should
Would giving her the moon do any good?
Not his best day, if you know what I mean
Not a first mistake or last to be seen
Clearly, he committed to coming clean
He secretly wished to be somewhere serene
August 22, 2018
Litany of Poetic Devices
By Line Gauthier
1. Consonance;
2. Oxymoron;
3. Truism;
4. Internal Rhyme;
5. Homophones;
6. Idiom;
7. Simile;
8. Metaphor;
9. Tautology;
10. Hyperbaton;
11. Metonymy;
12. Rhetoric Question;
13. Innuendo;
14. Aphorism;
15. Alliteration;
16. Euphony
Here's a romantic epic poem based on your description, in the specified style and poetic devices:
Amidst the urban sprawl of concrete and steel, Where towering skyscrapers cast long shadows real, We find ourselves drawn to the lake's gentle shore, A tranquil oasis from the city's frantic roar.
Our indulgence begins with first-class flights, Gazing out at clouds from seats of velvet delights, Arriving with time to spare, we embark on a spree, First stopping at the dollar tree's bins of glee.
Rows of trinkets and baubles in every hue, We fill our bags till the handles start to goo, Next, Walmart beckons with its all-night glow, Shelves stacked high with essentials for our sojourn to show.
Hotel rooms await, with two options to choose, Each stocked for a night of pleasure, love, and muse, Dinner calls at Twin Peaks, a retro joint of fame, Where 29 degrees beer flows like a dopamine stream.
Our dessert-loving lover savoring each spoonful bite, Eyes alight with mischief, ready for a night of delight, Condoms within easy reach, a sly wink and a grin, The room's electric energy pulses, a rhythm to begin.
African beats and love songs mingle in the air, As our bodies sway and move, no care, no despair, The night's a symphony of passion, of love so true, Two hearts beating as one, in a room that's rocking anew.
So let the city sleep, its noise and chaos fade, For in this moment, we're lost in a lovers' paradise made, By the lake's serene gaze, the beats, and the beer so cold, In this urban Eden, our hearts are forever to hold.
Constance- a weaver of words- true and fair;
One sharing her heart with passionate care.
Noting deep feelings- life's joy and despair,
Surely portrayed with smooth rhythmical flair-
The gifts of poetic devices declare.
And, nature's beauty, her fine words will share;
Nestled in free-verse or rhymes- surely bare
Colorful imagery beyond compare-
Expressed with her pen- extraordinaire!
February 3, 2021
Premiere Contest: Capture The Essence
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
Poet Captured: Constance La France
If my mind were a sea,
on one of its shores,
dreams would drift to me each night,
sometimes as beautiful as silken sand.
Also I might dream awake. In a contemplative state,
I feel the need to take waves of creative thought
and form them into phrases and then verses
which come together lyrically, constructed carefully
with rhyme and rhythm and other poetic devices.
These are the sandcastles of my mind.
On rare occasions, I discover
beautiful and genuine pearls of thought
inside my dreamy sand.
I fashion them into the best of my poetry.
These are my treasures that I keep safest
while most of my dear castles get swept away
as if by the ocean's tides,
not to be viewed by anyone ever again.
The times when my sea's tides run dry,
then my mind eventually creates tempests
which bring onto my sandy shore
feelings of despair or disappointment.
Rushing to me with bluster, they might rage.
More likely, they stir my soul with melancholia.
At these times, verses roll forth from my mind
free of meter or of rhyme.
If my mind were the sea,
I would hope for waves of creativity
to ever flow onto
my shore of dreams.
Here’s a twain of siblings so delicate—
The tenor and its weary vehicle,
Similar are, nor yet so disparate
O lady, art not thou so fickle?
In seeming sameness struts lady contrast,
Harmony jars to sing in unsure doubt,
Oxymoron shows a cynical pout,
Obscure ironies whilst little light cast.
Gambol ling as proxies, some sign-symbols,
Try hard to match ‘sleep, a shadow of death',
But fail to break down bulwarks of old walls,
From whereso might fount the poetic faith.
The whole hinting of part, part of the whole;
And few know O lady Metonymy,
What sets apart ye from Synecdoche,
Yet, neat-picking does rob poem her soul.
A poet’s not a spring, shocks to absorb,
Nor yet a punster he is out to shock,
A planter of paradox in vague orb,
Nor yet one, pundits often put in dock.
Beware, poets might few metaphors pick,
But zero in on befitting apt word,
The Muse at high O happens when to hick!
Ye’d better stay as art, O thou rare bird.
O ye poem, by nature art thou fickle,
Fains if forced metaphors can ever tickle,
So, lady, let my Muse, a freer hand,
E’en if she were to lead to arid land.
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Some critiques and academics analyse poems in the manner doctors diagnose patients— on faults that ail, focussing little on patient as a whole. ‘Life is but a walking shadow', (Macbeth). Here, ‘life' is the tenor, and ‘walking shadow' the vehicle of the metaphor. But metaphors can also be used without knowing their precise grammar and definitions. ‘Sleep as an adumbration of death', said Robert Frost, but one can use the signs and symbols without knowing them accurately. Symbolism comes natural to a good poet. The poetic devices like paradox, understatement, hyperbole, and irony can come to the poet's command without him knowing their technical names. Further, there are people fond of ‘paraphrasing' a poem. Now, this is something beyond me. Why need one do so and put a piece of verse (and a thing of beauty) unto prose, and kill it in the process?
Ode | 04.08.2008 |
Here's a romantic epic poem based on your description, in the specified style and poetic devices:
Amidst the urban sprawl of concrete and steel, Where towering skyscrapers cast long shadows real, We find ourselves drawn to the lake's gentle shore, A tranquil oasis from the city's frantic roar.
Our indulgence begins with first-class flights, Gazing out at clouds from seats of velvet delights, Arriving with time to spare, we embark on a spree, First stopping at the dollar tree's bins of glee.
Rows of trinkets and baubles in every hue, We fill our bags till the handles start to goo, Next, Walmart beckons with its all-night glow, Shelves stacked high with essentials for our sojourn to show.
Hotel rooms await, with two options to choose, Each stocked for a night of pleasure, love, and muse, Dinner calls at Twin Peaks, a retro joint of fame, Where 29 degrees beer flows like a dopamine stream.
Our dessert-loving lover savoring each spoonful bite, Eyes alight with mischief, ready for a night of delight, Condoms within easy reach, a sly wink and a grin, The room's electric energy pulses, a rhythm to begin.
African beats and love songs mingle in the air, As our bodies sway and move, no care, no despair, The night's a symphony of passion, of love so true, Two hearts beating as one, in a room that's rocking anew.
So let the city sleep, its noise and chaos fade, For in this moment, we're lost in a lovers' paradise made, By the lake's serene gaze, the beats, and the beer so cold, In this urban Eden, our hearts are forever to hold.