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A Sojourn Through Times

Mind often makes a circuitous pilgrimage Sliding down and going up the banisters of time As I hear the grating sound of worn stairs behind Memories come darting in and out of shadows From childhood’s flamboyant days Mind scuttles between the past and the present Skipping over the bliss of buoyant youth To life’s present weary days and to the future Life’s train has sadly changed its track Years, like torn pages have flown away But the frivolous inner child pines Obstinately for all that once held dear I remember having run over plains n’ paddy fields Trying to cut across their widening margins Brushing past brambles and thickets To chase butterflies that came to molest the lovely blooms How I went on a search to meet the winged seraphs That I heard, sang in chorus in Heaven’s gilded halls Looked for God, amid scurrying clouds, To slay the ghosts, I believed, hidden in my closet I remember my youth of squandered passions When I scrawled love’s graffiti on my mind’s wall And carried my beloved’s picture in my mind So flawless that no artist could ever conspire to alter. Now I constantly wage a losing battle Against forces that threaten to take away my calm All I see is pain, death and human suffering And life sadly getting lost in meaningless strife Age has burdened me with a deadly weight Fastening chains on my once supple feet All I pray is – Don’t let me be a burden to anyone And give me a mindset to accept all that comes my way -------------------------------- April.13. 2023 Open Poetry. 6. Poetry Contest Sponsor. Charlotte Puddifoot

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Date: 4/15/2023 7:57:00 PM
Great write, Valsa... "Sliding down the bannister of Time," too many land with a thump at the bottom and never 'slide back up' again. Pity, that... As for those 'squandered passions,' I'm sure they paved the way for focused devotion a bit later on in life, like last year when you turned 38. ~ Gershon
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Date: 4/14/2023 11:50:00 PM
Wow an incredible poem Valsa
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Date: 4/13/2023 7:15:00 PM
Valsa, your poetry is a deep dive into the human psyche. Remembering helps us understand our history and present, which in turn shapes our future. Thank you for sharing; this inspiring poem that really gets to the idea of struggle and resilience.
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Date: 4/13/2023 9:38:00 AM
I enjoyed this story/write. Have a blessed day writing away..............
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Date: 4/13/2023 7:08:00 AM
- Poem of truth and wisdom, Valsa ... excellent written :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs
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Date: 4/13/2023 6:14:00 AM
You search the depth of mind in this powerful poem, Valsa. Memory recall enlightens the past and present--shaping course of future. Highly emotive write my friend.
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Date: 4/13/2023 12:36:00 AM
Such a powerful poem Valsa, concepts I've been contemplating recently too. I'm pondering if those that knew these emotions when I was a child didn't express them to me or it was a concept beyond my comprehension at the time. I recall throwaway comments about pushing up daisies but never felt how that knowledge must have felt at the time. Thank you for sharing your beautiful poetry
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Date: 4/13/2023 12:20:00 AM
a wonderful poem, very inspiring, and bringing philosophy of resistance, resilence, thanks for the great reading yann
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