Short Story: John learns to write poetry as an outlet for his sadness

John at his desk
@innertalks (23746)
Australia
June 8, 2021 8:49pm CST
John Jachsede was having a hard time. He was going through some great times of great sadness. His mother had just died recently, and he had also lost his job too, due to a pandemic raging in his country. John had been involved with the Sufi teachings, and he knew that one of their sayings was that: "When our heart grieves over what it has lost, our soul rejoices over what it has gained." He knew that from sadness, can arise greater understanding of life, love, and its livingness, too. John knew that he needed to get out of his sadness now, and to find a measure of happiness, once more again. He joined a writing class, and he started to write poetry. John wrote one on sadness that lifted him right out of his sadness, with its inherent truth, as most great creative pursuits can achieve. It was only a short poem, and here it is: Poetry: Sadness weeps for you, and itself too. John had cried many a tear, long and hard, without any fear. Tears prayed forth in this way, tend to heal one, and healed John too. Heavy hearts grow lighter, when their dam is allowed to flow. Everybody walks beside sadness, make it your friend, you will grow. Sadness flies along with wings, of love, only if you attach them to it. Otherwise, it tends to stay put, and you will linger in sadness, in pain. Those who do not know how to cry, do not yet know how to fully love too. Tears are a part of love's bursting dam, drinking of them refreshes without any harm. John felt better after this creative effort, and eventually, this new endeavour, lead him to publishing a best selling book of his poetry. From such small beginnings, greatness can often sprout. Photo Credit: The photo used in this article was sourced from the free media site, pixabay.com (picture: John at his desk.)
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@DocAndersen (54399)
• United States
9 Jun 21
Maya Angelou was once asked about teaching poetry. She said, "I feel the poet's tears in every poem I read."
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@innertalks (23746)
• Australia
9 Jun 21
Thanks, I like that comment. I would like to think that other deep-felt emotions as brought to a poem, via the heart, might be felt too, at times, like joy, for example, but then again, she might then feel the tears of joy too. I guess there were tears of some sort, in her most famous poem too, "Still I rise". Tears of grit, I imagine, mixed with a steely determinism, to live her life in her own way, being her own self. Still I Rise BY MAYA ANGELOU You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.
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@innertalks (23746)
• Australia
10 Jun 21
@DocAndersen Yes, "the caged bird sings of freedom" is the ending line of that most meaningful poem.
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@DocAndersen (54399)
• United States
10 Jun 21
@innertalks one of her best, although my favorite of hers is "I know why the caged bird sings" i modeled my own poetry after hers!
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@just4him (323168)
• Green Bay, Wisconsin
9 Jun 21
I don't know anything about Sufi. Nice poem.
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@innertalks (23746)
• Australia
9 Jun 21
Thanks. Sufism is a bit like the Gnostics, or the Jesuits, or Hasidic Judaism. It is the mystical arm of Islam. Their ideas are deep, and their teaching stories are very interesting to read, at least, for someone like me, who likes to think these things over.
@just4him (323168)
• Green Bay, Wisconsin
9 Jun 21
@innertalks That's something that being a Christian, I would never get involved in.
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@innertalks (23746)
• Australia
10 Jun 21
@just4him Well, Christianity is related to Judaism, and to Islam too; they both follow the laws of Moses. To be well versed in a few other religions to me, is a good thing, as when I talk to a Buddhist, for example, or to a Muslim, I have some credence with them, and so I think that I have more chance of showing them then, the truths of Christianity, then too. There are some crossovers, in these religions, such as the group, "Jews for Jesus" too.
• Philippines
9 Jun 21
Cool! I think bad and good circumstances can bring out the hidden poet in us, and I think John's past experience did that. To God be the glory!
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@innertalks (23746)
• Australia
9 Jun 21
Yes, strong emotions felt, like love, sadness, pain, can fuel us up with themselves, and we can tunnel them into a poem, or into some other creative direction too, such as painting, or writing a song.
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@iamrama (62)
• Vishakhapatnam, India
9 Jun 21
I love writing poetry. But I had stopped writing poems since the lockdown began. Even I didn't see any poem from then. Now I am really enjoying reading the above poem. They are truely beautiful lines by the way!
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@innertalks (23746)
• Australia
9 Jun 21
Thanks. I am still in lockdown here, so writing stories, and poetry has helped me too. Maybe you should try writing some more poetry too.