Summer Afternoons Comments

You have brought home to the reader the not so pleasant side of summer season. A beautiful descriptive poem eloquently expressed. Thanks for sharing Valsa.

You have described the harshness of nature on a hot summer afternoon so well here in this poem! Liked it very much. Liked some of the readers' comments too. The last two lines are superb!

The 'Green' is fading away slowly and the heat is becoming unbearable. The earth is heating and wonder which parasol that God made will not be destroyed, to shelter us. Sunbeams pelt down like rain! Under which parasol can we seek shade, i like these lines. In this sweltering desert of heat?

Sweltering desert of heat is hard thing to face.Thought of a warm day feels good in winter.

Great imagery of summer with vivid picture, you always write with heart when it comes to nature.

Ah what a vivid description of the famous Indian summer, monsoon. The imagery reminds me of homeland and is rendered in a wonderful way indeed. The similes in the 1st 2 stanzas were great too. But u will ice soon in Dec so wait 4 the chill. I luv indian winters since its always warm where I live with the mildest winters.

I am already sweating. The dust has gotten into my nostrils. Do great writes make the reader wriggle? And here you go with a 10.

Your poems are always filled with vivid imagery that open true shades of nature infront of the eyes of readers. Amazing as always. Thank you.

I don't which is worse the sun or the haze we have not seen the sun for quite a few days I would rather sweat in the hot sunshine than being shrouded in a haze that will not go away Your very descriptive poem have brought out everything that is felt on a hot day. that is what we are experiencing now in Malaysia minus the sun. Thanks Valsa-! 0++

A match stick can ignite a wild fire- - I think in this line, there is so much hidden meaning. The irresponsible statements of some pro-Hindu M.Ps have caused irreparable damage to the country's tolerance. An elderly man from RSS has said that the Vedhas stress that beef should not be eaten. The learned people are in a dilemma if they have to obey the rules of the Indian constitution or the dictates of the Vedhas written for the welfare of the descendants of Aryans.

Harshness of a drought is felt to any one upon mere mentioning. Yet, only a poet has the ability to bring it closer to hearts. That's the message this poem carries. Sweat trickles down the grimy faces. Delighted to read. Enjoyed..

I can almost imagine being there. Great descriptions of summer heat and life.

sunbeams peltdown like rain, beautiful feeling..

With an arresting image of the afternoon sun in a hot summer, the poem begins to describe the feel of of a journey where the road is available, the destination hazily inferred and the dust becomes metaphoric. Thank you, Poet. A.Madhavan