Woes of Expression...

An urge to express , is inherent to the nature of the mortals... so deem the gods...while unto the mortals...

To feel , a prelude , to understand , a prerequisite to an expression...
Misunderstood ... boon unto the prolific , Misunderstand.. predeliction of the vain ...
Woes of Expression.. so cry the poetic , embracing the noetic...
Hushed to silence, they avow ..'Rather misunderstood than damned '...

Oh fortunate are the misunderstood, for they express, while cursed to misfortune , are those who comprehend not, the nuances of life...

-Sareeta

Copyright @2010 Sareeta Chitrapu.

Aarti, Gina... Erm , the deliberate reference is an obvious guess I suppose?!

the first time i ever attempted verse, this is what happened....now you understand the relevance of the topic to me!!!

I feel, I think, I wish
To enunciate, articulate, share
To communicate the abstractions
This mind remits;
Whilst the trammeled tongue
Grapples to pronounce
The parlance of the psyche.
A scour, a rummage
Desperate attempts and ailing lexicons
Of the intellect
Solecisms, misapprehensions
Finally
Encumbrance
"Words", he said,
"They are so inadequate."

-Aarti

Aarti: Aaah ... Oh... Erm... is it really what I seem to comprehend of your reply... or is it my imagination...

You seem to have understood and voiced and express, what I felt , while I grappled with it... I know you'd hear it , fine this time too... even as I still grapple... with all I am feeling right now....

Overwhelmed...!!!

Originally posted by: ginak

Once upon a time there lived a woman living a life of mundane domesticity and work, nothing exciting, nothing fun, her brain vegetating for lack of stimulation anguishing thus. Then one day she made bold and ventured out hesitantly, taking her first steps cautiously on a journey seeking some emancipation from the ennui, stimulation for the intellect or food for thought and lo and behold she struck gold, providentially. She discovered an expedition, a voyage so enriching it broadened her horizons, challenged her on, raising the bar and provoked her to think; soul searching, exhilirating, and profound and deeply satisfying.

She was hesitant to express but then found the courage to give form and structure to her thoughts, encouraged all the while, acknowleged, without condemnation or sarcasm, lead gently on without fear or favor.

gina...story of my life...thus spake my heart!!!