Monday, July 29, 2013

Double Face Comments

Rating: 5.0

In a never sleeping metropolis
In the dungeon of a room
My days and nights are locked!
I, a traveler on a street, with no end in sight
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Valsa George
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Kumarmani Mahakul 30 May 2019

This is a beautiful poem on reality having insightful inscription. Appropriate title. Nice penmanship. I appreciate it.10

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Indira Renganathan 07 February 2019

Excellent with beautiful descriptive expressions...ending line lifts the poem to the top....very interesting and inspiring Valsa

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Souren Mondal 25 January 2016

Reading this poem actually reminded me of a small but very significant incident that happened when I was just nineteen and was in the second year of my college. Our head of the department asked me to read Baudelaire and said - 'You will be appalled'.. I went ahead and read two of his poems from 'Fleur du Mal', and went back to tell him - 'They were not appalling at all'.. He simply smiled and said read Shakespeare's 'Sonnet 116', and Shelley's 'Ode to the West Wind' before reading Baudelaire. I did it, and I found how apalling Baudelaire were. Your poem is just like that in its emphasis on the CONTRASTING images.. The different images of people from different sections of the society actually emphasises the misery of the poor and the excess of the rich. A powerful, and strikingly beautiful write Valsa ma'am. Thank you very much for sharing....

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Valsa George 25 January 2016

Feel so flattered! Thank you Souren!

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Souren Mondal 25 January 2016

Reading this poem actually reminded me of a small but very significant incident that happened when I was just nineteen and was in the second year of my college. Our head of the department asked me to read Baudelaire and said - 'You will be appalled'.. I went ahead and read two of his poems from 'Fleur du Mal', and went back to tell him - 'They were not appalling at all'.. He simply smiled and said read Shakespeare's 'Sonnet 116', and Shelley's 'Ode to the West Wind' before reading Baudelaire. I did it, and I found how apalling Baudelaire were. Your poem is just like that in its emphasis on the CONTRASTING images.. The different images of people from different sections of the society actually emphasises the misery of the poor and the excess of the rich. A powerful, and strikingly beautiful write Valsa ma'am. Thank you very much for sharing.

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Akhtar Jawad 23 November 2014

A painful contrast of our society, nicely described, the distance between the two results in violence. A very thoughtful write.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 10 October 2014

So wide is the disparity between have and have not, it becomes a common sight to see it has been, it is and it will be irrespective of sensible feelings......Valsa......a very thoughtful and touching poem scripted brilliantly....

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Patricia Grantham 09 August 2013

The have and the have not, this is a common divide that society has put a lid on for us all. The rich just like the poor can't get a good night's sleep. They are to busy trying to get richer or at the least keep what they have. The poor on the other hand is constantly trying to dig themselves out of the mire to try to obtain some sense of dignity. Better though is to be content with what we have as long as we are satisfied and happy. A thoughtful and inspiring write again.

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Heather Wilkins 07 August 2013

a good poem the rich get richer the poor get poorer

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David Wood 03 August 2013

Such a stark contrast. The rich and governments should do more to help the poor.

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Savita Tyagi 02 August 2013

Dark side of life expressed so beautifully. This sorry state stirs us so often. As a poet your sensitivity captures it so well.

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Lyn Paul 01 August 2013

The rich just get richer, I hope one day I will be rich so I can share it around. Yet knowing it will not go far....

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Hazel Durham 31 July 2013

A bleak picture of reality so beautifully written, a sad reflection on society!

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R.j. Wynn 31 July 2013

Crazy good. I love it.

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Pradip Chattopadhyay 31 July 2013

Sometimes I take away my glance From the dismembered corpses of the dead a deeply moving poem, sad, the divide between god's own image!

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Shahzia Batool 31 July 2013

Oh! what an observation of this stark divide! ! ! blend of imagination and observation... your descriptive power is great...one hope is there for everyone of us, as haves and have nots are in 2 disciplines: at social status, and at moral status...there's a need to see at least at some end we have an edge! ! ! thanks for a deep poem! ! !

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Tribhawan Kaul 31 July 2013

There will always be a great divide between haves and have nots. A beautiful poem on class difference.

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Chandra Thiagarajan 31 July 2013

Its really a Double Face and the divide is very great! With anguish I read the poem and wondered whether there is any redemption! A fantastic poem, Valsa!

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 30 July 2013

The divide, reality of life, is well presented. The statistician says on the average it is ok. Thank you for a beautiful poem of reality.

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Valerie Dohren 30 July 2013

A divide which can and should be annihilated. But the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, those at the top continue to prey on those at the bottom - a disgraceful state of affairs, and very well described by you here Valsa. Well done.

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Danny Draper 30 July 2013

This makes me sad and yet in each land and between nations the divide grows. Some call the divide aspiration, I think of it from exasperation and know that we are our own salvation and in our hands the answer and our deafness to the question.

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