In the depths of solitude” written by Tupac Shakur is a poem that I feel I could relate to and other can too. It shows that how it is possible to be alone without creating boundaries and being isolated. While reading the poem there were three key words that stood out to me: solitude, accepted, and regret. Solitude is the state of being alone. In the first line “I exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal” (Shakur). The word solitude mean being alone and trying to figure out what one should do in this situation. Further along in the poem Tupac explain how being in state of solitude is frustrating. Many people can relate to the state of being in solitude. I remember there was time when I was in the state of solitude. I felt liked everyone turn against because of one person. At my church all of the girls hated me. They would make negative comments about me and laugh at me when I walk by, because I fell out with the leader of their group. Every time I went to church I felt alone no one would talk to …show more content…
Sometimes, I wish could travel back in time and change some of my decision. To Tupac regret means he regrets that he has to prove himself to others. while to me it means wishing that I haven’t done something in the past .One thing I regret the most is not taking the SAT/ACT test seriously .I thought that I could take the test without studying and get an average score. By me making this decision I was unable to attend my dream school, so I had to settle for something less. Even though people say you shouldn’t live a life of regrets. This would be the one regret I that I will live with forever because I know I let my family down. The poem “In the Depths of Solitude” is meaningful, it embraces the struggles that most young people can relate to .He analyzes the honest feeling of maturity .The poem potently explains the lost feelings and contradictions that challenges most young people
In conclusion, both poems are clear on the perspectives of innocence and the perspectives of experience and while experience lifts the veil of innocence it does not erase the raw belief that there is some place or someone who may just be better or may just be holy in a harsh world that is covered by manmade innocence.
...nfined with total loss of control. In solitude, the mind roams freely in its own dangerous secluded world.
Isolation fills each excerpt ,but with a different meaning in each one. In the poem, “The Hollow Men,” the men are falling apart. Conversation does not exist nor does understanding. Isolation is taking a toll on the men. In the passage, “The Story of an Hour,” the woman experiences both sides of isolation.
Unfortunately life has many hurdles and roads unturned. I do not feel we should regret the mistakes we have made in our past. Or else, we may be too hesitant to make correct choices in our future.
When our lives begin, we are innocent and life is beautiful, but as we grow older and time slowly and quickly passes we discover that not everything about life is quite so pleasing. Along with the joys and happiness we experience there is also pain, sadness and loneliness. Hemingway's "A Clean, Well-Lighted Place," and Eliot's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" both tell us about older men who are experiencing these dreadful emotions.
“To read [Walden] as a poem,” writes Anderson (1968), “is to assume that its meaning resides not in its logic but in its language, its structure of images, its symbolism—and is inseparable from them” (p. 18). In this way in general, as Anderson concludes, can we as students of literature “discover the true poetic subjects” (p. 18); and in this way in particular can we here read, investigate, and parse the meaning of such subjects as “solitude”, to which Thoreau devoted an entire chapter—the eponymous Chapter 5, “Solitude”. Thoreau delivers this his poetic sensibility by way of what Golemba (1988) discerns are two “clash[ing]…rhetorical modes” (p. 385)—more succinctly, what Anderson (1968) determines are wit and metaphor. It is of contention here that metaphor impels the poetry of “Solitude” and thus is that which, upon close reading expresses not the logic but the language of what solitude truly means.
solitude is a bad thing. “If this is the great evil of being alone, then what is good and what is
look back on the choices we have made in retrospect thinking what would have happened
His own loneliness, magnified so many million times, made the night air colder. He remembered to what excess, into what traps and nightmares, his loneliness had driven him; and he wondered where such a violent emptiness might drive an entire city. (60)
I thoroughly enjoyed reading David Berman’s poem “Self-Portrait at 28”. Reading this poem made me feel sad, pensive and nostalgic for the events in my life that I miss. I’m not twenty eight, but I feel like the events that the persona talked about in this poem were very universal. I also sympathize with the persona’s depression and feeling with loneliness. I can relate to feel like I am bothering someone while I am talking to them. I often get scared reaching out to people because I am always afraid I am bothering them. The voice is this poem were very strong. The uses of imagery, tone and symbolism help make this poem strong.
apart, a lonely and isolated figure, out of touch with his own age and without
Then to further instate his isolation in the next stanza the narrator admits to being the source of his seclusion. The narrator claims to put walls around him, but then goes into it more to say, “ A fortress deep and mighty”.
Solitude. Examples are found of this idea throughout the one-hundred-year life of Macondo and the Buendia family. It is both an emotional and physical solitude. It is shown geographically, romantically, and individually. It always seems to be the intent of the characters to remain alone, but they have no control over it. To be alone, and forgotten, is their destiny.
I have yet to encounter a person who did not feel the need for a haven of refuge and solace, where he may unwind, relax and find peace and succor in these times which are fraught with trouble, distress, sorrow and insecurity. This refuge may be in the form of a mall, a club, or a restaurant where food, friendship and fellowship are available and retail therapy is possible. Some people find contentment, just sitting around sipping tea or coffee in a cafe, or imbibing stronger stuff at a bar, while managing to be in solitude, near and yet, like the title of Thomas Hardy’s novel, far from the madding crowd. For others, it could be the local library or an isolated place of worship by the wayside where the comforting silence envelopes and shields them like an electric blanket from the Arctic cold of the world outside. Still for others, their individual cocoons could be the world of their imaginations. I too, have a place where I enjoy serenity in the midst of chaos. It is the room that I share with the love of my life, and where I spend a third of my life, the bedroom.
look back in life, there are many things that I would change, but there is one decision that