A Preface To My Autobiography Poem by Valsa George

A Preface To My Autobiography

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I have emptied my heart into these pages
My pen has bled words in red
You can look straight into me
I have painted me as I am
Honest and truthful

I don't want to be a sham
Here have I laid bare my life
Fraught with aches, dotted with smiles
My longings and my heart aches
My expectations, my disappointments
My triumphs, my defeats
My search through every nook n' cranny for success
My plunge into the nadir of despair on defeat
My moments of escalating joy
My dark hours of crippling distress
Everything I wanted to be
Everything I failed to be
Please have a peek into it
Read this candid chronicle of my life
And tell me if my soul is black or white

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 08 January 2015

A woman of substance who has seen it all, yet with much humility to moderate her success. Kudos Prof! May Almighty God continue to protect you in the safety of HIS PRESENCE. Always remain blessed. Thanks a million times for your appraisal of my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.

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Chandra Thiagarajan 06 January 2015

After a long hiatus I'm reading this wonderful poem of yours, Valsa. The honest preface to your autobiography indicates that your soul is indeed white. Enjoyed reading.

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Kavya . 05 January 2015

Oh wow...loved reading this chronicle and always njoi reading all ur verses. Thanx a lot for sharing

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Geetha Jayakumar 03 January 2015

Dear Valsa, I am reading your candid chronicle of you life and of course soul is white. Beautiful presentation and enjoyed reading it.

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Paul Sebastian 02 January 2015

Your poem prefacing your autobiography is a summation of the real you- no shades or masks. When you are real you cannot be unreal for you bare all. That's what makes your poems and you so lovable. Yet to bear all involves a risk to relationships, but no deep relationship can be built without being who you are - just being real. Your biography could be probably a revelation of many lives - unheard or unread.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 09 April 2019

What a wonderful poem you have composed! It tells the escalating joy and crippling distress of a life through your pen. Thanks.10

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Soulful Heart 14 January 2015

a heart laid bare in all its mirror like truth, ......black and white or grey or pink i dont know but flesh and blood with all its myriad of travails and shining moments.., ...poetic autobiography is exquisite

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Soulful Heart 14 January 2015

a heart laid bare in all its mirror like truth, ......black and white or grey or pink i dont know but flesh and blood with all its myriad of travails and shining moments.., ...poetic autobiography is exquisite

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Bri Edwards 13 January 2015

like Akhtar, i was tending to think pink. but i think most souls, whatever that means, are shades of gray, though some are almost black (though i don't like the use of black to indicate bad) and some are almost white (though i don't like the use of white to indicate good) . i'm looking forward to more. give us MORE. i want to hear about the dirt in your life, as well as the pureness, if there is any. bri :) :) :) p.s. don't forget to include the remodeling.

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Piyush Dey 10 January 2015

A poignant write, mam. Pouring out all that you have into those pages shows that your soul is white and poetry comes out from your heart. if my soul is black or white? I think this is one question that we all must ask ourselves and try to know what we really are and where we stand. Beautiful write.

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