I'll give you a full-scale critique like I tend to do when I'm not very sure of what I'm saying...to kinda show you my line of thought. Gut instinct said "Cupid is the devil??" but reading on...I figured it couldn't possibly be and I explain why I think so. The last two lines here are the key to my interpretation of your verse. The way I'm looking at this, the devil is naught but the ghost of the past. A skeleton from the closet. He does walk just a step behind you all your life. Unleashing the unknown into the known would indicate moving on...i.e.- the present now merges the past. The "give me your hand" line would then refer to people who do live in the past...in crumbling castles they had made in the air a long time ago where you might kiss the hand that eventually did strangle your heart. This would then be the ghost of the present which is actually a clone since it merges with the past eventually. Looking at it this way, the rest pretty much falls into place. I do not for a minute think that I am thinking along the lines you thought about when you wrote this....It might be but that is improbable unless I start reading minds over the internet. That is the amazing part of poetry as ambigous as this. I could read it a million times yet not see what you are seeing. Thousands of questions still course through my mind....why did she say ash? Perhaps it was a cloud over the sun but I doubt it. What on earth is a rubble of crass? etc. Perhaps knowing you would have helped with some of these questions. Now the critique. Perhaps I've read this thread more carefully than most others on this forum but this is really good. Wonderful ideas put forth well. The flow was a bit messy here and there but apart from slight grammar and wording, I wouldn't change a thing. I did tell you that you were my favourite writer here and I stand vindicated. I would say though that you owe me an explanation here.
actually its very complicated donno where to start and what do i say dear but your good...real good.. you've preety much "unleashed" the truth" Thanks for your words... if things permit and if you stil think you havent understood the ~Devil has Dreams~ i'l give you the explaination.. and yh i agree.. if you'd know me, you would've known the real thing behind this poem but its good in a way that you dont Thanks dear!..
Booth but .... i did'nt get it, did u Mr watson ? this Mr watson is a ghost (bob dilyan ke saath rehta hai) ...sacchiii
galti ho gayi that was mr jones....mera mistake.....vo apna Bob Dyllan hai na(vahi jis ne "blowing with the wind" and many other's....likhe hain) he wrote a song called ballad of a thin man ...i could never under---stand it....i have the lyrics...........but sounds good app ki poem bhi aisi hi thi You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, "Who is that man ?" You try so hard But you don't understand Just what you'll say When you get home. Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? You raise up your head And you ask, "Is this where it is ?" And somebody points to you and says "It's his" And you says, "What's mine ?" And somebody else says, "Where what is ?" And you say, "Oh my God Am I here all alone ?" But something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says, "How does it feel To be such a freak ?" And you say, "Impossible" As he hands you a bone. And something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones ? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you To all give a check To tax-deductible charity organizations. You've been with the professors And they've all liked your looks With great lawyers you have Discussed lepers and crooks You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books You're very well read It's well known. so
yup ...last two lines reveal that i suppose...pata nahi...some one told me world is a weird place ...so kuch bhi hoo sakta hai.....BOOT CHIPAT JYEGA..