Wake Me Comments

Let it rise and sink And finally fade into ...A soft breath ....A hushed whisper ......A faint vibration Over a gliding stream!

Frankly, your poems have a great and tremendous poetic value, your language is not direct, but rather you are trying to express a new phrases and idea by using rhetoric devices, I share the style with you and agree with you, the poet should use the imagination elements to draw his poetic images, not only convey what is in reality as it is, congratulations Your poems write to themselves survival..10/10 and onto my fav list

Set free this prisoner To birth soothing chimes Note after note in tiny wavelets Let my vibrations carve circles Growing bigger and bigger Oh, give me the timbre and tone Let me sing once more!

I guess you are living poet life too, you write excellent poems

My first time reading this, Valsa. In the first person, I initially thought something like, Here’s an expression of a healthy libido (a la The bible’s Song of Songs) . Then, scrolling down, I saw the picture. I like this poem’s concept! -Glen

We wait for the touch of skillful hands, music sleeps and melody flows to wake up us. Vibrations carve circles growing bigger and bigger. A very well crafted poem describes vibrations of musical mind and music that frees mind. This rises and sinks with breath and whispers sweetness of tune. An interesting poem is penned excellently...10

Yes and yes and yes and yes! ! ! ! ! ! ! This poem sings with love of life and music and I keep reading it over and over and hearing different things or hearing one line over another one time and then hearing it joining in harmony with other lines and then rippling underneath other lines. This is so beautifully - -crafted? That's not quite the word I want because this poem flows so naturally from your heart and soul onto the page. Wonderful artistry in this. I want to give it all the stars in the sky and a gazillion 10's and it is so going on my favorite list. You are one blessed writer, my dear.

I never realized that you are a musician playing all chords of a stringed instrument. The melody of the poem can only come from one who is a skilled player. Great poem.

Life was sleeping in a black whole and dreaming to be touched, when it was touched, waves of the melodies spread, these waves die at infinity. Let us strengthen these waves, let us add more waves in it and push the infinity a little more away. Let us listen to the beats that are produced when waves hug each other, when wavelengths become identical and close to each other. We can do it, God created a magic to perform it. And do you know whats that magic, it's a touch with love.

very different theme.. poetic really. music, rhythm, a waterfall, dancing, ...... and poetry, do possess similar origin? beautiful poem

I was thinking today about music and its hold on us.What is it in the human being that finds release from a fever of sweet music drizzling down. Poetry well versed has this same effect upon us. The ability to leave us melting or infused with joy. Your poetry has that effect Valsa. This is a gift to both of us in recognition. The brilliance and insight of the writer and the appreciation of the reader........so well written!

A musical treat. I second your call to wake me up. The music breathes life into the dead soul. Caught up in the fret and fever of life, music has a healing effect. The power of music is felt as we read the poem. A great piece of writing. A super 10.

A terrific work about the power of music. As I read this poem for a second time, I realized the real power is in the twinning of artist and instrument. Put those two together, and the magic can be overwhelming! A terrific poem, Valsa.

Set free this prisoner! ! With the muse of love and peace. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Valsa, music is the universal language. And you are the universal poet. This poem is a profound mixture of both worlds. Exquisitely worded. As always. Thank you for sharing your wonderful gift.

Poetry have succeeded though your chords remained un-strummed My spirit you had woke and blissfully with you I hum This lovely poem touches all who took the time to read Takes them to a spiritual world devoid of pain and greed Thaks Valsa, fantastic read

Ma'am, I am always keen to read your work for its beauty of theme, style, rhythm...... and the like. How long can I remain silent? Oh, give me the timbre and tone Let me sing once more! You awoke us with your magnificent write dear Ma'am!

very beautiful I have been searching for ALMIGHTY yet I have not found it/HIM /WHAT/WHO IS except in the mind of men who are creative and strong Like you

We all have been created by the Almighty. It is, therefore, natural for each one of us to pray, to strive and to attain a truly blissful state in life which would not only transform things on personal level but also in the life of those whom we come across during our social inter-action. The entire philosophy has been presented like a soulful musical notation. Thanks, Valsa ji. Wake me from my slumber Make me into a throbbing rhapsody

A magical poem, Valsa, my friend. Very enjoyable to read. Thanks for posting this.