Valsa George


Nuggets Of Wisdom.No.5 - Poem by Valsa George

ON FAIR AND FOUL


Fair and Foul parade in guise so compatible
Rivaling combatants, so readily transposable
That which seems fair, to another may be foul
Who then will decide what is fair and what’s foul?

There sure sits a judge within, who in all truth will swear
To each of those ever intent to hear

But alas! He speaks in fitful rising and falling
With ambiguity instantly crawling
So shut your ears to every other sound
Lest his words drown in the cacophony around


Comments about Nuggets Of Wisdom.No.5 by Valsa George

  • Gold Star - 9,882 Points Heather Wilkins (9/14/2013 5:06:00 PM)

    fair to foul, good to bad. discern to which one must live good write (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,229 Points Thomas A Robinson (8/20/2013 4:31:00 AM)

    What is fair and what is foul is a smooth lake
    as shallow as it's fool. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,035 Points Diane Hine (8/19/2013 8:43:00 PM)

    Yes, 'ambiguity' is the key word, very perceptive. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 657 Points Chandra Thiagarajan (8/19/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    Wonderful wise words with regard to Fair and Foul! ONE HAS TO HAVE THE DISCERNMENT! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (8/18/2013 10:46:00 PM)

    A true poetry as Valsa always tries to put the truth and what we supposed to do on this earth beyond the religion Its the wisdom of a man who decides what to do but our wisdom is the slave of flattery it dissolves we must act as per the intuition that wisdom opens for us and we must avoid foul and always we must try for the fair...a universal call (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,726 Points Dinesh Nair (8/18/2013 8:38:00 AM)

    'Fair' and 'Foul' are decided by time and human acts at times boomerang though well intended at times. Similarly our scriptures and fables tell about good people and bad people as two separably identifiable species among us all. But that has not been so with life for long. The good appear to be with demons within them and those who are otherwise treated as demons are good too otherwise.

    Your inner strength to discern all the way is important here. A contemplative notion has been thrown to us by you Madam Valsa.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 98 Points Vivek Tiwari (8/16/2013 8:27:00 AM)

    Absolutely the judge who sits within and informs all what is fair and what is foul but the problem is that everyone doesn't listen and follow the commands. A true sense of philosophy is well expressed. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (8/16/2013 5:31:00 AM)

    A very true poem about foul play, we must guard ourselves at all times. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,245 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (8/16/2013 1:57:00 AM)

    as so rightly said, it requires extreme spiritual strength to listen and be guided by it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 169 Points marvin brato (8/15/2013 4:07:00 PM)

    Truthful analysis about fair and foul plays, let the conscience decide what is good or bad! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,953 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/15/2013 12:54:00 PM)

    Fair to foul may have the same relationship as good to bad. Ultimately as the poem says, judgment is relative, not absolute. Don't take it to court, let conscience decide. Beautiful thought provoking poem. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,743 Points Geetha Jayakumar (8/15/2013 11:28:00 AM)

    Very well said...No one can decide fair or foul plays.....forget and move on....Beautiful poem with great message. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,393 Points Tajudeen Shah (8/14/2013 10:08:00 PM)

    Well,
    Dear Valsa Ji,
    Wisdom has her appearance in many ways. This verse blessed me with a new shoot within it seems. Will duly attempt soon, with your permission, sure to be in the form of a praise to your peculiar intellect. I am sure, the reader might try shutting his all external vents to keep himself concentrate to fathom the depth of intellectual instinct owing to your caring reprimand to chase the inner self. Gosh! Wish your sense remain blessed in enduring excellence.
    Taj shah (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 15, 2013


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