Fresh In A New Cast Poem by Valsa George
Fresh In A New Cast
Life has become an amorphous mass
Sans shape, sans structure
Memories too have begun to rot
And mind has turned into a scrap yard
My world has lost its tint and throb.
Defeated and decimated,
I long for an about turn,
To reach back from whence I started
To get out from this quagmire
To restore all that slipped through my fingers
In the tangled labyrinthine paths of life!
How I wish to curl unobtrusive
Into the womb that bore me once
To be reborn once more as my old self
To enjoy the peace and bliss, now alien!
As trees bared by the winter blasts
Stay in wait for the spring to arrive
I await a life, fresh and new
And long like a bird, freed from its cage
To soar into the panorama of the blue
Before that, I must rip loose
And peel away the covert mask
Sticking tight to my concealed face
Though it may cause me to bleed,
Exhale the soot of hatred
Polluting my larynx and lungs,
Eject out the venom through my fangs,
Douse the heat and drive the thirst
For power and pelf, flesh and flush
Time is up for me to leave the stage
But ere I make the final bow
I should fit into a new cast
And become a man again! !
Beautiful poem expressing desire to fit into new cast. Thank you.
You have presented the bitter truth in ground breaking style dear mam. I haven't yet reached evening of my life but then wish to go back to childhood to enjoy it to the fullest once again and so those who have already reached the evening of their life definitely wish much more.... Wonderful read mam!
On this stage where we have been cast For too many roles to play Ours is not to remember the good old past And seek early exit today But He who wrote the script will decide Being born, when each of us will die And back stage congratulate or admonish us How we played our part in the worldly set......... Good poem Madam - set me thinking on these lines.....
Powerful imaginativ poem! To b put into a new cast, ah, challenging. Dis was such a cutting swordy metaphor, awesome to d core. Warm wishes
So materialistic this world has become that hardly man has time to look back on things right or wrong with he has been involved since and peace becomes a mirage to him and when he is awake to the fact he goes into introspection.........Valsa.....a great piece of poetry.....10/10
A lovely write up confessing the truth. Yes mostly, we all are so tired in this complicated world that we need a break. Because after running a long way the rats also are fed up now. We seek a life with no more sins and pains.... very nicely expressed. You can read my Enjoy being a complete you.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 11:50:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is an outstanding poem of yours read till date by me. The desired to get another birth to set things right which have gone wrong in the present one is well structured and beautifully worded as the poet feels caged in this present life....... How I wish to curl unobtrusive Into the womb that bore me once To be reborn once more as my old self To enjoy the peace and bliss, now alien! As trees bared by the winter blasts Stay in wait for the spring to arrive I await a life, fresh and new And long like a bird, freed from its cage To soar into the panorama of the blue............excellent.10.