So much to say, so not much to say:
The aura of music like false cynicism,
The realm of sheer care and sanity, and
The blend of hard strife and a gliding soothe.
Guess, even the paradox joins in itself:
As a missing chunk of the whole!
…
So much to say, so not much to say:
For all I know is, the conviction grows firmer in itself, for
“The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of ”.
PS: Sometimes the ‘way you feel for a poem’ precedes ‘the actual meaning of the poem’. To put in other words some verses do not have an implication. Or say, they don’t have a solitary meaning, but you can draw your own versions of the meaning for them.
I believe this is one of those kinds. What say?
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what should I say !! You said everything I wanted to say :) But now I have more to say than earlier :)
how do get those words to make me feel better? Thanks :)
When I have much to say but don’t know how to put it, I came here and instantly feel better. :) “The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of ” simply touched me. :) inside out.
that in itself would be a great thing to say. Thanks joy. Please read the new post too :)