Animosity With Words

Summary

The text is a poetic reflection on the struggle of a writer to capture elusive thoughts and words onto paper, personifying words as entities in rebellion against the writer's control.

Abstract

The author of the text, Suntonu Bhadra, shares a personal struggle with writer's block in a poetic narrative titled "A POETIC JUSTICE." The piece, "Animosity With Words," vividly describes the internal conflict of a writer whose mind is teeming with words that refuse to be penned down, likening the experience to a war between the writer and the words. The words, full of life, dance and flee from the writer's grasp, demanding an apology as a condition for their cooperation. The writer, reduced to begging, realizes that the words are celebrating a holiday of freedom from the writer's command. The poem concludes with the writer resigned to document this very animosity, accepting the words' autonomy. Additionally, the author invites readers to explore another piece, "Memories of my small village," which reflects on aspects of village life that the author misses.

Opinions

The author conveys a sense of frustration and helplessness in the face of writer's block, portraying words as defiant and uncooperative.
There is a clear personification of words, giving them the ability to dance, flee, shout, laugh, and even demand an apology, which adds a whimsical yet poignant tone to the struggle.
The writer acknowledges the power dynamics between themselves and the words, referring to themselves as a "monarch" and the words as rebels enjoying a day of liberation.
The piece reflects a deep respect for the independence of words and the creative process, suggesting that words cannot be forced but must be coaxed and respected.
The invitation to read another work suggests that the author sees value in diverse experiences and themes, from the abstract concept of words to the tangible memories of a place called home.

As I Struggle

My head, full of words, But I’m sitting on empty thoughts. Words are not coming down on paper. Strange. The ink is full, then why The paper is white. Words are dancing in my head, Let me catch them, they flee away. Should I catch them with a new? Seems like, Words are at war with me. Hey! I need the words now. I raise the flag of the treaty, I leave my pen and get up. Words start shouting, “You will get us only if you apologize”. I grab my ear, Apologize & begged them to come. The words laugh & tell me, “Today is our holiday. Today we are free from you, monarch.” Me, the monarch, Sadly sit down- To write a history of animosity with words.

If you have liked these wordings, why don’t you look into the following, covering a different aspect- memories of my village?

Suntonu Bhadra is a 2020 joined writer in Medium, who loves to learn from surroundings and world wide web. He is a Business Consultant in the profession, a mentor of Sales productivity & a traveler by heart. In his newfound love- ‘Medium’, he is expressing his thoughts and is looking forward to engaging.

A POETIC JUSTICE

Animosity With Words

As I Struggle

Memories of my small village

and the aspects I miss.