Mushtaque B Barq

 ‘Lost Metaphor’

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It is important for an idea to find home on paper. It is quite important to consider how a concept is presented in order to capture the reader’s attention be it a poem or a piece of prose. Both are significant because they add to the body of knowledge. It’s also crucial to understand which dress corresponds with whatever concept has a decision to make, and one chooses the greatest available robe to adorn his mind process. Poems have therefore been the greatest alternative for the younger generation to express their insights, helped by genuine experience. Versification, which builds up a platform much like the bards of old, is one of the most effective ways to modify perceptions. It is critical for this kind of author to use the appropriate diction. Many young hearts have been enticed to open up and communicate their thoughts through the method of versification, hence they rely on poetry. As we all know, poetry is not the simplest method to unlock the heart, as was the case with Shakespeare, whose Sonnets were deemed the key that unlocked his heart and contributed glory to English literature in exchange. Apart from highly perceptible substances, poets have made significant contributions over time, taking into account the complexities of versification, use of poetic techniques, and rich imagery.

One can only say that Farhat Iqbal of Baramullah’s thoughts are novel and delicate after reading Lost Metaphor, a collection of poems. She has put everything she has studied and learned about the world around her to good use. Her heart, like all other poets, has evolved as a storehouse of her ecstasies, at least for her, with the majority of her representations receiving a well-thought-out treatment. From the Meaning of Metaphor to Couplets, her emotions have found a platform on which she sobs at times while also exploring additional subways to get the most out of her resources. She is also distressed by the loss, and she laments it by retreating to music that matches her mood and tune. Her use of alliteration in the first poem demonstrates her understanding of the nuances of verseI gave moment manner of minutes. She has worked hard to include scientific themes into her poetry, resulting in Colorful Mycosis, which is promising. Farahat’s sentiments are similar to her expressions, so she hasn’t removed herself from the status quo of her awareness.

In high tides of voices

My flow was unaccepted

Whirlpool of fear had served veils

Opening in the prison of thoughts

From the above stanza, one can only peep down her spine to realise that she has connected herself with our common narrative that has been haunting us since the dawn of the declaration. Her metaphor is gelid and gentle, like her expressions. She has carried out her agony in theDeath of the Cuckoo,as she writes:

In my heart made a big wound

Astonished I was by the flood

By seeing it in the pool of blood

The mirror stands broken apart

So is broken my heart.

In PariMahal (The Lost Fairyland), Farah has tried to draw on her canvas the pathetic tale of a pigeon in the light of historical place, and as such, a parallel has been drawn between human agony and the plight of a bird in the backdrop of PariMahal. Similarly, in Exceptional Father, she brings out that their rules are full of strictness and the children obey them with strictness. It simply glorifies both parent-child relationships that work well in the ambits of severity. They know the way out. Past Time is a kind of memoir in which she exposes her salad days in the midst of her merriments and childhood moments.This is the best part of life when a poet brings to the fore the memories of his or her life and connects the readers with what the poet has gone through. It teaches is another short poem where her experience has explored that love teaches and thus acts as a natural guide that holds the hand of any needy one to find their way out of labyrinths.

Farah has made every attempt to make the most of her efforts. Her verses, on the other hand, need to be revisited, and she has to study more poets to understand the skill of versification. Her verses are in desperate need of editing, and I have no issue to claiming that these volumes would have been corrected before being made public. The poems are mostly straight and fragmented, and she has crushed the substance of the flow, which is a life line for any poetry, for the sake of melody at times.

I wish Farah a brighter future, as long as she continues to study beautiful poetry in order to write well. She might be able to discover a simple route into the hearts of her readers.

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