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December. 6. 2023
Poems on Any Theme or Any Form  Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Sotto Poet
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After years of aimless wanderings, Leaving behind the cities of midnight revels, And the fevered journey in metro rails, I am back at the land of my people. Wherever I went, under which ever roof I slept, I had carried my land, as a jewel in a casket, And ensured it rested safe ever under my pillow. As I moved with aliens, Unable to merge with their cultural mores, I saw my land glimmer in darkness, Like a dew drop on a moon blanched leaf. When I sweated in the blistering sands, A patch of green landscape, like an oasis, Wafted me in a cool embrace. Then dreams poured in like star light, And I wandered in the meadows of my youthful love, My heart struggling to forget old longings, And memories lashing upon me like tidal waves. Pursued by that inalienable shadow, Suddenly it being born in flesh and blood, I hastened to the streets of my youth, With hopes galore and plans vivid. But alas! There is none to recognize me. Oh! I am a stranger here, an unwelcome stranger, Among total strangers and I wonder which truly is my land- The one left behind or the one just landed in? Oscillating between these two worlds, My fractured identity looms large, With worms of memories wriggling in my flesh, And a myth suddenly dying in my brain!

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Date: 1/18/2024 6:19:00 AM
When I think what my in-laws went through to bring 4 children to start a new life in Canada, I am in awe. I wonder how many times they longed to return to what was familiar? They built a good life but sacrificed so much in the process. This is a poignant poem. Well done.
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Date: 12/13/2023 5:38:00 AM
Hey Valsa I just finished reading MY FRACTURED IDENTITY. I thought It was insightful. Good writing pen Friend. Val Brooklyn Rogers Black Panther!
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Date: 12/9/2023 8:23:00 AM
Very powerful, Valsa. It is truly a poem about feeling lost.
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Date: 12/8/2023 4:00:00 PM
This was a deep one- I am sure many of us can relate. Congrats!
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Date: 12/7/2023 8:14:00 PM
Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Have a wonderful day with your win...............
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Date: 12/7/2023 1:50:00 PM
A wonderful poem for this contest.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest
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Date: 12/7/2023 1:19:00 PM
wow, you really made the reader feel that fracture between past and present. Very unique.
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Date: 12/7/2023 9:06:00 AM
Such a heartfelt poem depicts the struggle of people who immigrate and lose their identity to a new life. Hearty congratulations on your contest 1st place win.
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Date: 12/7/2023 10:15:00 PM
Thanks so much for liking my poem and the great placement you gave. Your acknowledgement means a lot to me.
Date: 12/6/2023 11:45:00 AM
I think that when you have been away from somewhere for a while and return it is difficult to feel the same as so much has changed.. I love where I live, but it has changed so much over the years.. if i went away, i wonder if i would feel like a stranger.. luckily i have a lot of friends and family here.. you poem is deeply emotive and you have written it so well..
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Date: 12/6/2023 9:37:00 AM
This is a sentimental journey to roots poem. We all feel the same way. Nice work, Valsa.
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Date: 12/5/2023 11:11:00 PM
What a resonating write, i am in awe of how your written about returning to a place that you carry so close to your heart to feel like a stranger is truly moving, what a soulful write this is dear valsa. I love so many lines in this especially “I had carried my land, as a jewel in a casket,And ensured it rested safe ever under my pillow” just wow! What a way to describe! And “ With worms of memories wriggling in my flesh,” such a creative ending! The flow and depth of this impeccable! A fave
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Date: 12/5/2023 11:06:00 PM
I'd often heard of people moving away from their roots and returning years later as a stranger, no one recognised them, new buildings and roads built and unfamiliar people. It must be quite soul destroying. Good luck in the contest and hope your week is going well.. Tom
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