The odd feeling I experienced when I first read these lines in The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath is still fresh on my mind. As if somebody could put into words the inexplicable feelings I was going through at that point of my life. To read Plath, is to dig deeper into yourself.
What do you do when you are having a hard time in life? When the onus of regrets and grief is making you weak. Will you give up?
Life is like a long road without any turns. You can never go back to live again and that is what makes it ‘magical’ and worth living for. So, all that is left after life are the memories. These lines speaks the truth that we often forget about and to remind us o
‘Desire’, what a simple word with such a complicated meaning. Just like a streetcar, it can take you on a rollercoaster ride.
Gloomy days can only be conquered by food? May be not! Here I talk about two poems that work better than food.