How to write poetry (I am myself crazy enough to say any thing but I will try) Have seen many ppl here on the forum writing they don’t know what poetry is or have problems with their language and so on..So this one to is to tell them some thing that if u have a "new, nice, different, compelling, beautiful, problematic, pragmatic, predicament, humorous, funny, extremely lethargic or fanatically laughable" situation, thought or event that u can not contain in ur self write it express it and that would be literary, will be poetic. Now how do i think this can be expressed....ammm haan thik hai...See when a million pages of text r written to describe a situation stand-straight and firm like a MAN, simply go and ask what is ur name ? haha the MAN's name is poetry...and here it comes to help me In my own lines Example 1 i am just a poet who just needs a pen, some nice thoughts to write,& rhymes that should blen~nd i observe i don’t just say, in most amusing way thoughts sleeps-calm, when poems End ! Example 2 i am just a poet who doesn’t needs a pen, some nice thoughts to write, or rhymes that should blen~nd what i feel i just say, in my clumsy way the poetry starts, when poems End !! both the categories r good enough to be in... i try to belong the second one. i think all people who write have these 2 sides now u know u have to choose where to go.....choice is important because if don’t then u have to create ur own road.... Now, what to write ? i believe one must not write for a person place or thing ....write for what u feel about them, what the person place or thing feels about them.....In Indian context i believe we all r going to hear a lot of daisy rock (jaal, strings, shankar essan loy annu malik still needs time) beacause we are alredy following that pattern which was very prevalent in mid 1960s in america. Urdu is a very romantic language and English doesn’t covers the diversity so i believe hindi will be the best language to go with, sooner or later people will start writing about national and international issues or u can say that will be the focus ....we will go this way .... So we have discussed object and objectivity now lets see the nuts and bolts At first start with lines which can rhyme and try to fit ur idea in it, later say a couple of poems, u will be so confidant that these words will come to u with ease and all u need is just a good thought........... Approach for a good poem like all other literary forms; don’t let ur reader know where u r goanna land ....so either take a very curvaceous path (ornamental...read Milton) and reach ur idea or reach straight but oblique way ( like storys of O.Henry)...both work well but even in ur initial try be crystal clear about the point where u touch the ground....how i think about poets is most had a lot of stuff in their life its-self for eg................... eg1 (oblique way) I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell! They'd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog! Emily dickson what a name imli(hindi) dick son ....ok leave it eg 2 round-round way... Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry I could not travel both And be one traveller, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, and having perhaps the better claim because it was grassy and wanted wear; though as for that, the passing there had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay in leaves no feet had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference Robert frost Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) Percy Bysshe Shelley was born in Horsham, Sus*** the son of a Whig landowner. He as educated at Eton and Oxford, from which he was sent down in 1811 for writing a pamphlet on atheism. This, together with his elopement with and marriage to the sixteen year-old Harriet Westbrook in the same year, caused an irreparable breach with his family. Shelley later abandoned Harriet for Mary Wollstonecraft, whom he married after Harriet's suicide. Shelley's latter years were spent in the company of other literary and political exiles in Italy, where he enjoyed a greater freedom to express his revolutionary ideas. He drowned at sea in the Bay of Spezia. Shelley is without doubt one of the great Romantic poets who, in spite of his turbulent and colorful life, produced works which are full of passion, creative energy, and lyrical beauty. I DONT SAY MAKE UR LIFE Pathetic...but observe things form different angles u will find something in all simple situations and put them in most simple words u have around u... and i tell u a secret u read something , u like it, don’t copy and paste it with ur name on the form....just say ones to the poet, nothing man i can put this idea in another way and 4 my sake think how can u do so ....it works every time i do it... never respect any thing too much it only makes u slave will continue about Hindi English and Urdu literature with some good examples i know a great Hindi poet( Padam shree:- Gopal das Neeraj) says aadami ko, aadami, bana ne ke liye iss zindagi main, pyaar ki, kahani chahiyee aur iss, kahani ko, likhne ke liye syaahi nahi, aankoo vala, paani chahiyee...(look so simple and simply great) I am not good with words nor with anything else in my life, so don’t read words nor me but see things around u simple, innocent, clumsy, silent, dirty uselessly-happy thing, what ever makes u think, write it on a paper and post here … any one reading this is invited to add his/her thoughts....
see u got it...haha Sirf hungama khada karna mera maksad nahi meri kosish hai ki ye surat badalni chahiyee... Mere seene main na ho, to tere seene main sahi Ho kahi bhi aag, lekin aag jalni chaahiye... courtesy...i dont know whome
..................................................................... no use wasting space so i read my own tutorials and came out with these two thats a rule never waste ur words unnecesarly ...................................................................... i am free so i look at the grass, i look at the tree otherwise, i would have made my mind to only see things, which i should find no use lottrying around, no use tossing lost make money u man machine, know everones cost calcuate ur imagination, use someones logic measure ur smile, weigh how much tragic these word's dont change the world but need words to be heard before we all become history so i look at the grass, i look at the tree i'm free i start with an exclamation i paused with a comma i swing around with dictions intonations carry the drama take all steps before it die gotta keep moving high and high no no, dont go its lonley at the top here at this all i put a fullstop keep muddling with, some crap around that's a good change and will bring u down let ur pen have a peg of whisky so i look at the grass, i look at the tree i am free, i am free im free if have not hear that song...so many roads by greatful dead .....just put this...."so many roads" windows media player ..this will gie u the song...this all will definatly make sense Now getting ideas to write from ur normal life ..day to day activity little girl Pink frock, naive manners, eyes filled with fun The other day, came to my room, this little one as usual, went close, to my guitar Let me touch, i swear, not break the taar Caught her in a flash “Mummy ko ja ke bo lun gi” Raised my hand and innocently “Maroge to roo doon gi” left her, caught the idea, which led what I did and what she said…… How many times, we adults, say this to thy Don't do this to me o lord, otherwise, i will cry
chords?? line and length?? wat are you talking about?? : I just write.. never kept the poetry principles or theories in mind ( as others claim).. i m not even aware if they do exist :RollLol:
personally, i dont think people who are into poetry as amateurs really look forward for any poetry related tutorials n tips...but im sure those who give poetry a lot of weightage (seriously/professionally..whatever!) would definitely acknowledge ur effort.. thanx for sharing!
hey koi kuch bhi kahee i do my work.....so aspiring poet here is an idea which i have but dont have words for it a stone artis made two sculptures 1> stone man with a heart of glass 2> a glass beauty(lady, girl) with a stone heart both incomplete, both with the characterstics of these substances used .... now what can be their story ...can u write a poem on that...is this situation poetic??? it is so pen down ! this is just an idea waht i want is to put it in such a new fresh and mod senario that this will change its meaning....Here their will be a fight of lust and logic ...[logic]u know what a stone hearted (babe) can think off [lust] "still i need her" no beacause no logic to support.........
Down by where the black roses grow live the broken-hearted love never did know haunted by their fading memories' ghosts and theyre not quite sure if theyre alone she's got a heart, made of glass and she lives, in the past her mind spills, upon graceful, car crash and you know their hopes are facing certain doom glass hearts put together and stained with gloom they know the last chance is gonna pass soon gotta stay rather abstract not to sing the blues he's got a life, un-lived all he wanted, was to give the world, to her but his feelings, she returned down by where the black roses grow live the broken-hearted love never did know haunted by their fading memories' ghosts and theyre not quite sure if theyre alone i'm singin' down by where the black roses grow live the broken-hearted love never did know haunted by their fading memories' ghosts and theyre not quite sure if theyre alone Not mine, just remembering a friend and smiling.
