A Lament Comments

And when all these indications may rattle, Something begins to shine, show its mettle. So cheer up dear poet... words from one far older. A brilliantly penned piece.

No false message at all..all true..every old soul laments this way only including me..a very soulful write...excellent Valsa

YOU are truly ANCIENT, Valsa! oh! of course this is NOT about you..............yet! i really like this and i can't find anything (really) to change about it! ha ha. to MyPoemList. and to my/our March 2017 'showcase for PH poets'. Thanks, bri :) favorite lines: Through miles on dreary miles of gloom That stretch out before the eyes, endless, Where can I find a quiet haven To lower my burden and rest awhile? Answer: two and half miles farther ahead, turn right, go thirty meters. there's a McDonalds on your right. bon appetite! i think they have Big McCurry there for lunch and supper.

Slowly, Slowly, parting curtains The day emerges Like a lazy boy Disinclined to be roused from sleep It's beautiful and amazing..............10

We all face old age but a poet can feel it more and can describe it in a beautiful poem........10

This is the universal truth.........Valsa........the autumn of life is sure to surface sooner or latter and we have to welcome it with reluctance.............great write as usual......

Excellent poem, great take on aging. Can feel the burden of age, especially in last verse: Where can I find a quiet haven to lower my burden and rest a while. I'm sixty-three, but I have the wonder and curiosity of a child, still intact after all these years, it kind of makes up for the frailty of my body's aging. It keeps me always young in thoughts, and young at heart. Great poem. thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn

He who brought you here to dwell Will one day ring the bell And see you in heaven as well......... Very good poem - keep writing

Though it's a sorry state of life, but in our mortal life everyone has to face these exodus of youth, flamboyance. A harsh but very true. Nicely detailed.

on old age. time goes so quickly. we all see it coming. nice write

Loded with realism and coded with lamentation. Well done my friend!

The Lament is so true to life. There are so many people living as described by you - -with a tumult in their silence-and suffering for a quiet haven! The poem is highly praise worthy having dealt with all the aspects of senility.

Good discriptions. True to life. One must consider such facet as life progresses.

being 60 i can feel that tumult in the silence... the insecurity and loneliness of the mind and the weakness of old age on the body also well expressed....

Transport of thoughts must be a processing of emotions dear to one. Ageing can be a rewarding experience as well. I often think about the master poets, philosophers and artists who died young and then begin to rejoice at my own life with a longer entity.As your hair turns white and skins loses its tone, you begin to be more attached to your mental properties which stay back in the real form or even with better claims. We were lucky for having not been babies for ever and similarly we are lucky to reach the next stage of less physical importance.Good sharing for many like to getting older and wiser too over here

Nice one. The old age and associated stigmas narrated soulfully.

Wonderful poem on old age! The quiet haven is there. I don't know if there is a seat kept vacant for you. Rated *****.