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I train my mind not to shrink into my own sequestered shell When all around I see misery, hatred and violence swell How I wish my heart were the fount of gushing love And with the olive branch of peace, soar like a dove....so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem so nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.10

Many are lost in the arid deserts of life With their feet burning, wading through blistering strife They fail to distinguish the oasis from the mirage Often duped by life's well aligned montage! A great thoughtful poem......................10

This seems to be the cruelty of fate when someone is blessed with abounding riches and someone beggarly wretches but to feel it and extend helping hand needs a brave heart......Valsa.....And I can say you have got that brave and compassionate heart and humanity at its best.....for which with great kind feelings you have ably created this great piece

Your sense of humanity is evident within your language, you encapsulate every grey element of our turbulent world and the tension we find in our relation to it. You paint a portrait that reflects the reality of our problems and you explore ways of navigating the tumultuous landmine of life. This was an aspiring read you show a message of universal truth.

Excellent out pour of emotions and concerns that amounts to the demonstration of a poet`s solid stand taken for the cause of the downtrodden and the have nots. The poem will have its replicas in this world of no equations as poets like me too have got heavy hearts when we read from the pages of life our brethren are imposed with. But good news for all of us is here. There is no need to worry further Madam Valsa... The next ice age is nearing the earth within a few thousand years and in the cyclical ice age that comes once in every 1,00000 years approximately the next phase may evolve out a life system that permits more equations among all microcosms which may eventually lead to no tears, no sighs and no poems over the inferior beings. This is pure science I am speaking of bereft of fanatic concepts and intolerance towards the fictions often churned out by the beleaguered minds of poets like us in the foundry of human love and her cousins.

actually I didn't get to understand d poem word for word, ..but I just feel dis easiness, peace, love.....I think your poem has just amidst all Stress nd Turmoil given me peace nd love...nyc write Friend....

A fine verse of compassion that all should aspire to for a better world.

very well written and beautiful.

Yes your heart is a fount of gushing love Valsa. If it wasn't you would not have been able to write such a magnificent and heartfelt write. There will always be the poor, people who use their power to take advantage of the disadvantaged. Those of us who know better let us do better to help those in need and are tattered and torn in our little corner of the world. There is a season for everything that is done under the sun. A time for war and a time for peace. A time to love and a time to hate, A time to sow and a time to reap. The list goes on and on. Your thoughts are very touching and reaches very deep in the heart Made me want to shed some tears. You have shown the love that can only come from above. For God is love! .Truly a wonderful write Valsa!

your last stanza is a perfect end to your poem Valsa beautiful write

A fine write Valsa - intense and passionate. I do not believe in a divine plan, life is different for everyone just because it is.

This is a marvel of a poem indulging in the discomforts of many we see around us which make us so melancholic. The last stanza is the high light which rings so true and great. My salute to you, dear Valsa!

Suffering, pain, and misery of the multitudes is clearly brought out. Poet's observations and the call need to be answered. Nice poem.

Thanks for the wonderful comment THOMAS! Your biblical explanation of it sounds so logical. Words flow so unlaboured from you pen! Though the divine plan you referred to has been working from the beginning of time, God has also said... 'Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the peace makers, for they shall be called the children of God' !

Thi use of is superlative! The. use of imageries is excellent. Your wish for peace to fly like a dove tallies with mine. Thanks

How I wish my heart were the fount of gushing love And with the olive branch of peace, soar like a dove words of peace amidst the turmoil! great write, Valsa.