Sunday, March 25, 2012

Poetry

Poetry only seems to come (at least to me) when it is required. When prose cannot replace it. It is about writing when we want to express but not explain. Like when we need to generalize, blur the reality, create a veil. And sometimes, through that veil, we see a new perspective. Blurring removes the unwanted details while leaving the important parts clear. In that way poetry even helps draw new conclusions, find hope which may have got lost otherwise.

2 comments:

Aybuk H said...

Like this?

Scraps of paper, that holds my mind
Words of despair from my heart;
Makes up verses that make no sense

aditi said...

Reply[Aybuk]
Yup, well written:)
But the words definitely make sense!