Friday, August 24, 2007

A Confusion Of Feelings

Love, true love, is that which can give the most without asking or demanding anything in return


O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy.
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
- William Blake.


Love is a four letter word controlling the five letter world. The inability of the animals having an extra sense to differentiate between love and lust causes to induce in oneself heartless if not, grave decisions.


This poem by William Blake brings out the intense confused inner feelings of a guy. The poem starts with the description of a girl as beautiful as the rose, who goes by the name of Rose. The guy is shocked to know the girl is not in good health. He describes himself as one among the many lovers of Rose and is almost not visible if not invisible to her. Unable to accept the fact that Rose doesn't even realize his existence and confusing his inner feelings, he turns into this unwanted creature wanting his love to be something of existence. He desires his love to be something as beautiful as crimson, the color of love and beauty. He is totally obsessed with her beauty which makes him so angry that she doesn't notice him. He is filled with all sorts of mixed emotions which watered by his obsession of Rose grows into this tyranny of thoughts and adds to the storm raging in him, thus poisoning his mind. He decides to be no longer the invisible worm. He goes to discovering Rose's place and finds her sleeping in her bed. The blinding emotions leads him to killing her unreasonably. And thus his dark and secret love leads to destroy the one he loved or thought he loved. The last line reveals a complete new meaning of the feelings experienced by the guy. Dark and secret love is the same as having 'nolove' at all because love is never dark and secret but always pure. The emotions were not love but lust. The guy's ignorance to differentiate between the two cost the life of the one he thought he loved.


The poem inter-relates the three words sin - lust - death. The lust over Rose made(forced) the guy to kill the girl. Killing of a person, here the girl, brought about the death of her. And killing itself is defined as a sin. Pure love wont expect any recognition, it lives to its own existence.


"The only reward for love is the experience of loving"

12 comments:

Dazzy said...

well guys...the credit 4 this blog goes 2 kevin, my dear frnd...well d idea was mine but description was his...

Fun Guy said...

lolz i knw my words werent tat gud.. bt i wud hve luved to c ur(varsha) comment on it..

ps:really guilty tat this had to be part of ur beautifully written blog..

Dazzy said...

kevin shud knw better than dat..hez awesum wid words

Sam said...

well... it has been well put!! i liked it very much!! and frankly, it is often important to differentiate between teh two before embarking on any journey which woudl deal with teh emotions!!

Dazzy said...

u r very ryt sam...i appreciate ur views

VIRUS said...

goddamn how u guys n gals destroy the meaning of a truly innocent poem.

accordin to me i think the poem is about a bumble bee who goes inside the rose and devours its soft petals, killing it........

u made up those stories varshu ( abt dat gal killin d guy) didnt u?

VIRUS said...

and hmmm. i like ur 1st poem.....

about u calling out 2 some1( donnow who) to come to u...

u wrote it?????

Aditya said...

Love-Lust-sin. Very well written depictin the exact meaning of the words.
as i told u once,
Love is a personal joy one gets from the mere existance of the person he loves.
Love is not what u get, It what you give!
and ur writeup depicted it exactly.
Good thought!

Dazzy said...

well mr.virus...thats whr u r wrong...i hav depicted the poem exactly as william blake did. i vl tell u d details later coz that is d reason why i wrote this blog in d 1st place...seriously..dun u ever reconsider ur thots?lolz

Dazzy said...

thx adi bhai...well actly its nt abt ME depicting anyfin..its william blake's thots put in2 words...i hav jus tried 2 make sum of the readers of my blog knw abt its existence

Aashi said...

sorry varsh 4 the delayed commnt

firstly..am so proud of u for this..

it shows uv really gottn literature within ur viens.......


now for the poem...

this interrelation between luv n lust is an unending debate...


its pretty complex actually

luv does have a bit of lusting within it....

but then lust isnt the only thing...


but if lust is taken as a sole factor its hollow...and dangerous if its given too much of air....


lolz


am blabbering...its 6am abhi...been awake the whole nyt..

so pardon me if i made an utter fool of myself bak thr :P


but really i cudnt stop myself aftr reading this (2nd tym)

cheers!!!

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