12. Short Stories / Poems ( Theme writting )
Write down the theme of the following poem (not more than 50 words):
I sit in one of the dives On fifty-second street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire. Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear |
Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of the earth. Obsessing our private lives; The unmentionable odour of death Offends the September night. |
Theme: The theme of the poem is the destruction caused by the war and the present condition of the modern world. The poet here highlights the decline of humanity and the feelings of uncertainty and fear. Through a historical event, he points out that war brings nothing but death and sufferings.
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Write down the theme of the following poem (Not more than fifty words):
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
Along the margin of a bay.
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Write down the theme of the following poem (not more than 50 words):———
O father and mother, if buds are nipped, And blossoms blown away; And if the tender plants are stripped Of their joy in the springing day, By sorrow and care's dismay,- | How shall the summer arise in joy, Or the summer fruits appear? Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy, Or bless the mellowing year, When the blasts of winter appear? |
Write down the theme of the following poem (Not more than 50 words) :
I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When One who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty", I replied. | "And I for truth-the two are one; We brethren are," he said. And so, as kinsmen met a-night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up our names. |
Write down the theme of the following poem (in 50 words):—
My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky;
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die! The child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety