Lengthening Shadows Comments

On this twilight evening, When shadows lengthen, And the day darkens, What prompts me to think of preying vultures? Or leads me to meditate over fleeting time? May be the thought of staying…. At the very brink of life.........But pardon me of my selfish craving / Let me stay here a little longer! ....nice poetic exdpression with tactful questions. Beautiful poem.

Oh this is so well crafted with so much emotions neatly woven with at the twilight hour of evening makes it a masterpiece.......Valsa.......great write....10/10

This is a very thought provoking write Valsa. Death or the thought of dying is a topic that hardly no one wants to discuss. This is an event that must happen to all no matter what race, creed, religion or color. Death is the great leveler of humanity but Jesus Christ has conquered it. Great write.

As the shadows lengthen your wandering thoughts goes to the forgotten graves, lost souls and the cycle of life in with the new out with the old. You capture with such clarity the mysteries of when the curtain falls and we bow out gracefully we hope. I'm enthralled by the superb quality of your writing! !

Thanks. What a great way to take a trip and never leave the farm

let me stay here a little longer. nice thought and poem

It is said everybody wishes to go to Heaven, but everybody is never in a hurry to go to Heaven, this is how we humans think...Life rules strongly, only when it weakens, then the death gets a chance to overpower...desiring to live a long and normal life is also a kind of worship as life is a gift of God - He likes us to cherish it... the poem is a complete poetic piece, capturing the poet's brooding moments...the last 2 lines make the poem a natural human thought!

Your craving is an innocent one! But as you wish to stay here a little longer, all these mental exercises turn out to be the luxury of a fantasy that has ever transported the craving poets unto a world lost between hope and dejection. It is nice to live a longer life while celebrating the concept of death, the greatest leveler. While reclining in the armchair next time, please spare the vulture which is enlisted as a species facing extinction. We poets have to train some other birds how to eat corpses! A thoroughly enjoyable write dear Valsa....

Maybe the pondering is succession planning with the harsh realization of our place in history, if remembered at all.

Thoughts go wild. Meditating over fleeting time is a natural phenomenon. Your conclusion is very appropriate - let us stay here a little longer and make the stay memorable. Thank your for a thought provoking poem.

Here, Death sits on his imperial throne, what powerful words to this powerful poem.

dear Valsa.undoubtedly this is one of the best i ve ever read.the contradictions between hope and despondency.as the symbol of life and death. i agree death is the only thing make us equal.make us level.and that is the sweet thing i see in it.no matter all people with all race and prosperity. at last it comes but wish it comes not soon. felicitous poem. ~nb

a very nice one mam.....the last two lines i feel applies to all of us in general, that when we see death approaching us, a fear gets instilled within n we selfishly crave to stay a little longer!

The twilight of life so beautifully woven in plain yet vivid words.., as usual sweetly composed

Gloom, grief woven in each line and the scene at the outset sets the mood of the poem. Imagery has been created craftily, reclining in the chair, darkness, rustle of wings and personification of Death, very powerful Valsa ma'am. And you are realistic too in your approach.