The chill of winter bites into the skin
And the valley sleeps in muffled din
In the freezing blustery winter night
The shivering trees stay huddled and tight
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Apart from recreating a valley of your imagnation, you have presented us with a fantastic trekking experience madam... a good poem.
written in mesmerising diction. I have heard that in the interior parts of Kerala Hills, people live in shelter built in the sky, by joining the branches of trees around.They would spend the night in the shelter to be safe from the wild animals and in the morning, they would climb down to do their farming work. The author should have that experience to write a poem like this. A heart-warming poem for the sleepless, worrying folk. Wonderful!
'tis a beautiful poem/ happiness, lonliness all I feel here! ! ! Top marksss! ! ! ! ! !
wintry chill of existence portrayed well in vivd expressions.........
A lovely write Valsa, so descriptive with great imagination, thanks for the read.
how lovely this great artist makes this portrait on our soul Stars have lined up in the sky With cotton clouds swiftly sailing by The moon light seeping through the veil Makes the foliage glisten in the dale she is great poet, of our time, I wish to read a printed book of her this poem she made rude words and fight like a terrorist - use words like bullets... Where darkness, like a Fiend proudly struts And in leaf fringed corners and crevices wide Serpents coil with poisonous fangs in hide she makes arrows to those snakes....
You surely took us through the Valley and the journey was was so true and splendid. The last para' was the crown of all.THANKS
I simply love this write, a fantastic and exciting read. Thanks Valsa