Metaphysical poetry is a tiny bit different. The poems use rather odd imagery do share common features: they are highly intellectualized, use regular paradox and comprise extremely complicated thought.
characteristics of metaphysical poetry|| features of metaphysical poetry
But, metaphysical poetry isn’t regarded as a genre of poetry.
In reality, the poets of this group did not read each other’s work and did not understand that they were part of a classification. It’s witty and extremely intelligent.
It’s deeply religious but can also be certain to be cynical and laborious. Learn about metaphysical poetry and the way it takes on the queries which can not be answered by science.
Metaphysical poetry is intellectualized poetry marked by conceits, incongruous frequently by deliberate harshness or rigidity of expression, sophistication and subtlety of thought usage of paradox, and vision.
The word’meta’ means’later, so the literal interpretation of’metaphysical’ is after the physical.
Basically, metaphysics deals with questions that can not be explained by science. It questions the nature of fact in a manner that is philosophical.
metaphysical poetry examples
I can see the flowery pink curtains
that cover the open window
I can feel the wild wind
enter the premises and promise,
to break my favourite blue lamp.
I can see the black guitar
which I always thought was too big for my hands
I can see the giant poster of Messi
that has loyally stayed stuck on my wall
since I was 15
I am standing in front of a mirror
but I cannot see my reflection
I do not know who I am anymore.
Tiny braids in my long brown hair fly out the back window of the car
I wave at the passers-by
and smile dreamily to behave like I am in a movie
That day at age 6, I told my father that I wanted to be an actress.
But when you are born with 3.5 kilograms of flesh and bone instead of 2 and a half
the doctor sends you back home with a sticker
that says, ‘This baby weighs more than average.’
When at life’s every stage you wage war with the words-
‘Plump,’ ‘Chubby,’ and even ‘Cute.’
Noone has to humiliate you. You already know.
No one told me that I would not become an actress because no one knew that I wanted to.
No one told me that I would or would not lose any weight
because no one knew that I wanted to.
And so one night,
standing in front of the very same mirror,
with skin that screamed, ‘I want to be on the big screen!’
Little, by little…
I ripped it apart
until the layer that wanted to act
and was flushed down the drain.
I was 12 years old when I said I wanted to change the world.
But someone told me that the world was too large and I was too little.
When I said I was one in a million,
I was told that the world population count goes into billions.
And I, I didn’t fight
I just went and proved them right, because of that night,
Until my second layer was shred into pieces.
It’s funny how you can lose so many layers and still not lose any weight.
When I wanted to sing and dance and see the world,
I was pushed into a college that only taught you how to make money
and instead of using this opportunity to do both,
Layer by layer, I shed it all
until I had no plans, no hopes
no dreams, no desire to collect some gold, or to grow old or to do anything at all.
I shed everything in the name of being a strong girl.
Even my tears that were only trying to tell me the truth.
Until one day opportunity knocked on my door
It waited and waited. It banged loud and clear,
but in all the shedding, I had no hands left to answer its call.
I had no voice
to tell it that I had been waiting for it all my life.
Hell! I didn’t even have any ears, to listen, and to know that it was there.
A human mind is a funny place, and it will continue in a cycle
until you tell it that the path to growth is not round
It is to be found by moving forward
By moving out of your comfort zone of ‘Life has made this difficult for me, and hence, I’m not going to do it.’
I have come to believe that self-victimization is a drug.
Your mind lures you into giving up everything and then makes you believe that you had nothing
Your constant cries of ‘Why me?!’ sound like music to your brain.
But they’re not. They’re cries of you locked up behind walls of how fate treated you wrong
I was locked up behind bars of why destiny chose only me
to take through a path full of thorns, not realizing that
the only person who held the key to that door was me.
No one can hurt you as much as you can hurt yourself.
I was never bullied or tortured for being a plump kid.
I, myself, punished me.
I started excusing myself from everything I wanted to do
by telling me that life had made the environment hostile
That it was testing me, that it was playing games with me,
that I was its favorite experiment.
Until I realized that victimizing myself was like being a car
driven by someone else with just the brakes on
Except that there is no other driver
It is just you and the road, and you can choose to keep moving forward
or to keep taking U-turns, it is your choice.
I stand in front of the very same mirror in search of my reflection
I see nothing.
Because even though I’ve realized it, I do not want to patch the old layers back
onto my body because I want to keep moving forward.
I stand in front of the very same mirror in search of my reflection, and I see nothing.
Nothing to go back to, nothing to crib about
Nothing to blame life for.
I stand in front of the very same mirror, and I search for my reflection
I see nothing.
Because it is not a mirror anymore
It is the only piece of shattered glass in the world that screams
of happiness. Because it knows that a little girl broke it
to step out of her mind’s cage, to spread her wings, and to fly.
Finding yourself is probably the primary purpose of humanity in the wake of the wealth of free will that we are individually bestowed with.
This freedom can lead to a lot of self-doubt and introspection as societal structure enforces itself onto each of us. Watch as Mahek Jangda brings forth a poem about breaking out of a toxic cycle of self-victimization to find hope and self-acceptance 🙂
Mirror by Mehak Jangda… It is a poem that makes the person to realize his own potential… “Impossible is the new Possibility”
It’s relatable and inspiring… Well written and beautifully presented… Somewhere, it motivated me… Thank you for writing such a beautiful piece…