Saturday, June 9, 2012

At Times Comments

Rating: 5.0

At times the soul gets clenched
in an unspeakable grief
In a demoniac grip, it chokes and wriggles
The pain of being stung by a dozen scorpions
...
Read full text

COMMENTS
Vaibhav Simha 28 April 2020

Never have I ever simultaneously imagined the plight and read something as I had done now. Life is blend of rapture and grief, which is a testimony of the Yin-Yang philosophy. How'd we appreciate comfort had there never been pain? But bad times will pass, followed by God-given succour.

0 0 Reply
Vaibhav Simha 28 April 2020

Kindly excuse the absence of an article supplementing " blend" .

0 0
Kumarmani Mahakul 02 December 2018

The more it struggles to wade through the mess the deeper it plunges into the morass of despair Clung on talons of excruciating pain, wailing a long wail of never being understood the mind goes berserk....so touching and impressive. Beautiful poem so nicely executed.

0 0 Reply
Akhtar Jawad 20 September 2017

If Darwin's theory of evolution is correct, we all are just like earth, green colorful and plesant. Inside us like that inside earth there is larva that erupts in a volcano. A thoughtful poem.

0 0 Reply
Hazel Durham 25 June 2017

I love this deep, intense, dark and powerful write that spills of grief of the death of a relationship the heartache is brilliantly expressed!

0 0 Reply
Edward Kofi Louis 26 October 2016

A demoniac grip! Thanks for sharing.

0 0 Reply
Bri Edwards 30 June 2016

A ‘NEW’ word for bri: [but i've heard of 'demonic'] demoniac [dih-moh-nee-ak, dee-muh-nahy-ak] • Word Origin See more synonyms on Thesaurus.com adjective, Also, demoniacal [dee-muh-nahy-uh-kuh l] (Show IPA) 1. of, relating to, or like a demon; demonic: demoniac laughter. 2. possessed by or as by an evil spirit; raging; frantic. noun 3. a person seemingly possessed by a demon or evil spirit [of course it ‘fits’ me completely] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - l Valsa, my friend, I think you’ll prefer “strains” to “sprains”. Pretty closely-related though. [“Sprains to lift …”] “sprain /sprān/ noun • 1. the result of a wrench or twist of the ligaments of a joint. verb • 1. wrench or twist the ligaments of (an ankle, wrist, or other joint) violently so as to cause pain and swelling but not dislocation: he left in a wheelchair after spraining an ankle “ • - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Maybe “clung by” instead of “clung to”…..? ? BUT you really have used so many words which fit well to describe the AGONY the soul is going through. Of course, when I’m rejected in/by love, I just have another bowl of ice cream, a pizza (or two) , and start looking for someone with more sense (and/or cents) than the last woman had. The last four lines describes what happened after I came to your house and ate those chilis***. Yikes! ] Bri :) I HAD to look up ……………. ***Full Definition of chili plural chilies also chiles or chilis or chillies

0 0 Reply
Loke Kok Yee 24 October 2015

Writing and reading poetry will clear the grief as it helps in moving time to bring the relief Thanks Valsa-10

2 0 Reply
Queeny Gona 29 May 2015

Heart is the center for emotions. Human vents out emotions at times remarkably those stand for ever in the history. Whether JOY, AGONY, PLEASURE, ANGER anything and everything in its own way! And this work of yours is one of its kind dear Mam!

1 0 Reply
Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 11 September 2014

Yes at times it so feels and reasons may be many but our senses fail to recognise.....Valsa.....mind is so mysterious and so fleeting at times seen very happy and the next moment going very sad despite no reasons..... beautifully scripted with beautiful words.........great write

1 0 Reply
Gajanan Mishra 03 December 2012

Blowing life with its violent breath. good thought. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

1 0 Reply

A poet enjoys the tumult between the woes inexplicable and a strong longing to have them for some time, next he / she wins leaving the very world around deserted! The shortest pains are the greatest pleasures and your final win has added one more feather to your cap of a life of enviable mould, madam.

1 0 Reply
Elena Sandu 16 June 2012

Oh dear, I can feel a suffocating pain. It is said that there is no better healer than nature itself. When I have such hard moments I try to find the company of trees and wind, wild grass, the clouds, mountains or sea. Connecting with any of those brought a fresh gulp of air and energy to keep going through my unwanted jurney...I hope you too could find drops of solace.

2 0 Reply
Close
Error Success