My Wanderlust Comments

Yes madam, it is really a beautiful poem with heart touching description. My favorite lines are as follows. To watch the shreds of hovering mist To gaze upon piles of sailing clouds To shout loud and whistle long And to listen to the hills Mimicking my own sound There I will hop and jump, Like a sprightly forest fawn, Thanks for sharing.

such wanderings bring peace to the soul and inspire beautiful poetry thanks Valsa-10

This is simply amazing write....Valsa.........you are always the best while creating nature in your pen.....10/10

a nice place to be and rethink life. a good write

I want to go to that place of still nature, you paint a beautiful place to be alone and recharge, very nice to read thanks for that...beautiful...regards

Escape and dance and in natures court be a carefree girl and you may live forever more.

true to dream Never will they watch my cranky pranks And call me a loony

Hi Valsa, I am taking this poem as an article for my own learning. This is what I use to say a poem which has rhythm in it. its very difficult to attempt like this as most of them end in failures and homicide of poetry itself. This is one of that kind which has succeeded in it. I respect you! | Delete this message

Hi Valsa, I am taking this poem as an article for my own learning. This is what I use to say a poem which has rhythm in it. its very difficult to attempt like this as most of them end in failures and homicide of poetry itself. This is one of that kind. I respect you!

It helps a lot to wander around aimlessly to get de-stressed by simply watching the wonderful creations of HIS art. A beautiful poem to read.

Wandering away from all prying eyes enjoying the nature, hills, falls, treees, flowers and little animals is really a wonderful experience.

Beautiful poem Valsa, I do agree with what Dinesh Sir had said..We cannot escape, but we have to face it.. In one way or the other way all are facing it. Again how one face it, really matters..This beautiful voyage, you have presented in unique way, I liked it..

A very fine narration of journey of fancy and realization of reality. It dashes along the hills and valleys like the clouds of William Wordsworth.So romantic.

Wish you a wonderful voyage To the innocent interiors of nature, Where you would only be haunted By the inseparable thoughts; The Homo Sapiens' Curse That has caused him shoulder The worst of blames since ages, Though souls turned scapegoats

Your poem reminds me of the lines from Tennyson I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees... But do all places to visit have to be lonely where you only hear echo of your own voice. One may be able to achieve this by closing eyes in a closed room with no one around and delve into a moment of imagination. But all the nature's features in your poem are beautiful and attractive. Thank you for a lovely poem.

There is no escape that cannot reward us and what you call your escape in fact has transported you to a higher world. Madam Valsa, this poem is therefore optimistic.

that's why the occasional need for an escape! an impressive work, Valsa.

so right.........we have to fear of our own peoples comments, reactions, but then Mam sometimes being ourself is a bold step rather than worrying about what others think of us..........People are always there to laugh with us, but we would be left alone to cry...thats the reality of Life.......... a very interesting write....loved the scene created to attain tranquility