Research Oriented Essay - Human Feelings, Time, Truth And Philosophy in Dervisa Grabus Colakovic's Poetry , Author - Dr. Manoranjan Das

Human Feelings, Time, Truth And Philosophy in Dervisa Grabus Colakovic's Poetry

Dr. Manoranjan Das


       Dervisa Grabus Colakovic, the writer and poet  with full attention of human virtues, following the wholeness 
and uniqueness of reality , where domes of actness is authenticated
through personslity that is rested to the spiritual foundation . She  endows the  norm and representation of inner and outer evapouration of love that the soul owes through the transforming of the supremest range of vital
instincts under the practiceable principles of our universal consciousness
        It's to say clearly that Dervisa Grabus  Colakovic's poetry retreats phenomenon of
soul where the human feelings , time, truth and philosophy are subjectified by pulsating into heart that runs to information and transformation of life's dealings and activities . She expresses love with free motivation of mind and body. Thus, she writes,𝑯𝒖𝒈 𝑴𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝑽𝒆
'Hug me with a verse and squeeze me tight,

Let your pen write our aspirations.

Shower everywhere over me your words,

And don’t ever leave me o’er.'1
        Dervisa Grabus Colakovic is essencifying with vision and purpose by drawing inspiration from pioneering spirit to emphasize the thrill of pursuing natural dreams through humanity. She, the evergreen poetess by thought, gives reference with accomplishments to a concrete uplifting dimension by human feelings where judgement with mind's mobility is impressed with depth of sweet courts by shining; and she feels further with the realisation of generosity , acting with pros and corns of wooness.In this regards, a poem may be added,
' Human feelings are rowed to judgement
Bearing with mind's mobility where domes
Of truthfulness are impressed with the depth
Of sweet courts by ever-shining, that roams.
 
'Human feelings are supremed with the road
To realisatin, by the mode of consciousness;
That is refrigerated with generosity, acting with
Pros and corns of wooness and beautifulness.'2
       As a rule , the heart-felt poetess, Dervisa Grabus Colakovic has the empirical psychological idea that is universalised with the concept, referring the evolution and progress of mind
with the imagining of positive and optimistic tone of the excitement of running life's journey.
She enacts the wandering of looking peace although the unhappiness is acted to suffer people ; but sometimes the wiseness is to hand on the mother's love. Thus, she writes,
' We are wandering somewhere in the
deserted streets,
we are looking for peace but it has been lost.
He is no more in the whole world,
whoever stole it be damned forever.

Foot by foot we tread to thorns,
unhappy souls are not at peace anywhere.
Damned beasts that stole the peace,
whenever I imagine it touches  my heart.

My soul aches for those who suffer,
why don't people wise up for once.
They kill everything they can get their hands on,
they kill the unborn child in the mother.'3
          With the importance of time, she, the generous poetess, Dervisa Grabus Colakovic, relates time with subsequent and consequent act of life that rows to God's service where the  passing of moments are accountable as much as best. In this regards, the following idea may be added,
            ' Time is lent us to be laid out in God's service, and we can not be too deligent in it, if we consider that the time is precoius , short, passing, uncertain, irrevocable when gone, and they for which must be accountable'4
        Profoundly speaking, Dervisa  Grabus Colakovic feels that there is a difference between one soul to another that life's reeling  is executed with authoritative through subsiquent and consiquent effect. She advocates positive  acceptance of life through suggesting reference where faithful moments are turned to habituated action and activities. She allocates her thought with the appearence for raising hands to reverberate in the world through the worshipping of Allah always to listen by sincere request. Thus, she writes,
' How long will we watch blood being spilled?
Let's raise our hands and let our voices be heard.
Let it reverberate around the world,
let us seek salvation for all people.

There are bloody streets on all sides,
is the human soul so cheap ?
We ask Allah to give us peace,
he will always listen to sincere requests.'5
         Dervisa Grabus Colakovic asserts, transmuting her thought with ironical views in a blow that her feeling on nature is eventualized with the seasons' weather as the shining of inside of men without freezing from the chill.
Thus, she writes,
' Be my spring in the deserted winter ,
When everything withers on side me.
Shine on me like the spring sun.
Don't let me freeze from the chill.'6.
          Realistically speaking, Dervisa Grabus Colakovic accentuates with truth through extension of suffering of people by seeming to promote the attachment and detachment of empathy and compassion, as it were. She attains to say on kith and kin where the painfulness is rowed to the searching.Thus,a poem,
' By thinking many a thought, we take decision,
In every system, it is burnt
And it's to say, who is kith and kin;

Snatching away sweets from two hands, money is blown into the air;
But the labourers and farmers are into empty bally;

Searching everywhere, I don't get my brother's dead body
Although I give my notion with eager, around the village.'7
          Dervisa Grabus  Colakovic promotes her thought through her poetry where encourageable addressing to societal and monumrntal issues or promoting positive movement, countering her deep consciousness of human virtues to a larger desire to induce evolutionary changes.
She carries the captivity of own blooms by blushing the arms to help. Thus, she writes,
' Set me free from captivity untill l am gone,
Since my blooms are still blusing.
Don't take in your arms,
Only you can help me' 8
            Referring into her mind as a pious thinker,
the human feelings, time, truth and philosophy, she acts with springly spark with everything where the daffodil's yellow atttachment is rowed to relation with the recognition of dream by modest decoration. Thus, she writes,
'Be my spring at the end of a desolate winter,
when everything freezes inside me.
Shine the spring sun on me,
don't let me get cold from the cold winter.

Be my spring-scented flowers,
be the hyacinth blue and my daffodil yellow.
A white falcon circling the blue sky,
a songbird that never hears.

I'll be your little bee,
which does not rest every day in summer.
To land on your flower petals,
to collect pollen from your bosom.

Spring is dearest to me,
and that's why I'll make you my own.
I always feel the best in it,
I never want to lose you again.

I will be related to you like a nightingale in a nest,
I am your modest blue violet.
I will decorate your fields and smell syrit,
you won't recognize what a dream is,
what a dream is.'9
          Diversa Grabus Colakovic highlights the optimistic view justifying the truth  where the perfection of mobility is exemplfied through universalhood  of sensation intaking and outgoing thought of life's view. She always reflects her thought against war as she feels war's hug. A poem,
' The cloud wonders from land to land,
The wars are gradually hugging the world,
The refugees are walking dreamy shelter,
The smell of gunpowder hugs the air,
The sick earth stares helplessly  and does blubber.'10
       Belongingly speaking, Derivas Grabus Colakovic is anxious for her idea basing soul's reading where the dominance on liberal course also is rowed to perception of what is entangling from the account of social life  so that it positivates the image of generalisation. She appeals her sense by strange in a row of observation where the success is trampled
to life , that is more to everyone's ownness. Thus, she writes,
'Is n't the life so strange to us,
Day after day goes downhill in summar,
We are trying something but there is no success,
Death is never on anyone's mind.

Everything was stopped, nothong is going anywhere,
Only life tramples and does not give us peace,
Whoever you listen to, is not satisfied
Everything looks alittle bit more to him.'11
        Simply speaking, she tends to observe many types of social and mind's relationship with poetry where the nursing  of mankind iterated. Thus, she approves the following idea,
' Men want to kill mankind, Alas! Alas!
Misunderstanding is the maker of mistrust.
Men want to kill mankind, Alas! Alas!

Oh, you would go away without any explode, 
So why do you make a nuclear weapon making a terror episode!
It is our planate, we are on it, have to not  a miss,
If you desstroy other, you will also have in this.

Let's achieve the peace, and the security of world to realize,
Man creates a weapon, the lord cries
If you destroy other, you are also in this.'12
          From the ethical point of view, Dervisa Grabus  Colakovic writes poetry, basing on the depth of philosophy where relationship of man from one to another is terminated with the contact against war. Here is added a poem regarding this thought,
'One group wins by policy in a war,
Other group is defeated
although they fight with their last;
In every moment, war is run into a contry and abroad;
               ...............
' O, the winners of war,
you never foget that
you are related with parents and kith and kin;
If you are died and lay down on the ground with  blood-muddled wounds
so you and relatives must cry.'13
        Referably speaking, Dervisa Grabus Colakovic goes forth by telling that the helping to the people is really a beautious and pious activity that rowes to unique work too. She asserts that fighting is a 
dirty job but to work in favour of people for their happiness is authentic .Thus, she writes,
' As I see now, nobody is happy,
Because now everyone is fighting with themselves.
Everyone's soul is filled with emptiness,
He does not know that is,  this alone vivers him 
a headache

Svaci's heart failed somewhere,
He just wears it without knowing that he has it.
Everyone now looks to please himself,
Noone knows how to share happiness with everyone.'14
          She sets up her mind's view following the self-exceeding expression from inner drive where the spirit- beating within, forwards for happiness. She exactly enlightens  in such a way that the supreme 'He' is the dictomy, at all. Thus, a poem,
' Be worked and not except results
yet in thy hearts care, saying' Ma Falesu Kadachana'
Look the apron, you've wore and the work thy lived together..

It is not only the voice of Lord,
HE marked his little creature   vision of life
and not crying him with dictomy never as 'I', the judder judge only said yo myself 'Akamyatoam Adwiteam.'15
          Here's to say, Dervisa Grabus Colakovic carried the reality, refering ' the illusion of supreme blankness' where the moral identity owes to presentation of perfect being.She adhers that every person in the world is in a zone  and they are in clean picturesque. Thus she writes,
' One person will never be happy,
Untill he understands others as himself.
We are all of the same spirit, we are all of the slame blood,
Then our heart will become clean with everything, '16
           On the whole, Dervisa Grabus Colakovic's poetry carries the remerkable  zone of soul's beauty , following the iteration of  pious existence where the human existence,time, truth and philosophy are roamed along.



References
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2. Dr. Manoranjan Das; Instent Poetry;
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17. Major help: Md Ejaj Ahamed