You bemoan;
Dry dust rises behind you as you walk
The ground lies parched like fossilized thoughts
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Simply phenomenal write with very inspiring words.....Valsa.......great piece with great message......10/10
well structured. a dialogue-like poem, long but never ran away from the main idea. I salute you for this poem.10
Human nature has always been complex. It sees more negativity than positivity. However, the poet in you could not bear such negative aspects in a human being and so you bring sunshine through your inspiring last stanza. A beautiful poem penned.10/10
Hope lies a dormant bud or bud primordia and yet we are at ease snugly grimacing in our well worn frets and yet perfectly this poem assures and reassures our place on this most beautiful and unlikely life giving sphere a haven a sanctuary, a paradise where life persists and should be celebrated and cherished instead of feared and held in contempt. We are here by chance and should every day feel special and very lucky indeed. A beautiful and erudite piece graciously crafted to celebrate and elucidate our great fortune.
A wonderful reminder. A must-to-educate collection of maxims. I must squeeze them and feed my students too. Still feel the vibe of inspiration, a peculiar sort of resounding, even the lilt is very conspicuous. God Bless.
But the phoenix shall triumphantly rise From the pile of ashen dreams A poem of hope so beautifully presented. All the five areas of concern are addressed and summarized. Thank you for this motivational masterpiece.
A very beautifully knit positive poem.I like it much.
A few perceptions of life with an appeal to keep calm at times of inevitable adversities. Madam Valsa, you have spoken here like a seer and philosopher.
this poem ends in hope for the future. without hope there is no future great write
The method of presenting every poem is so good. You give a problem, a solace (So grieve not!) and finally solution. Wonderful.
We all think the worst most of the time, but nature just comes and goes. No matter how bad things get, if it came it means it can go. A great poem.
These words are set out beautifully. After the pain you have displayed hope. So well done. Thank You
Every clouds a silver lining and dawn's blush smiles through dark horizon, in your poem optimism and hope shine through a crack and raindrops trickle on parched land...a delightful poem
Beautiful and well-dressed in the colors of rainbows, a great thoughtful poem..........10