Valsa George

Resurrection - Poem by Valsa George

A routine annual clean up
at the start of the New Year!
heaps of used up papers
broken knick knacks-
the contents of her shelf’s drawer,
a photograph,
old and musty.

all too suddenly,
from the charred bones
of a died down funeral pyre,
resurrected someone,
with lovelorn eyes!

Bursting the bandage of time,
blood and serum oozed out
and once more
She became
a festering wound! !

Time may put an ache to sleep
But anytime it may wake up and peep!

Comments about Resurrection by Valsa George

  • Gold Star - 17,729 Points Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (1/16/2015 10:58:00 AM)

    Time brings relief, eases of pain but memory leaves you stand stricken.......Valsa.......very well penned with nice
    metaphor........amazing piece........10 (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (11/21/2013 8:08:00 PM)

    memories good and bad sometimes present themselves. Sorting out each year is a good thing. nice write (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 877 Points marvin brato (10/31/2013 8:55:00 PM)

    Time heals the wound, only the scar of memories remain! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,740 Points Patricia Grantham (10/30/2013 10:21:00 AM)

    Very nicely written and expressed. Some things may seem
    to be buried at times but they are really not. Even our thoughts
    of unpleasant memories are sometimes resurrected. We must
    ponder on them for a while no matter how unpleasant they may
    be. Healing comes when we accept it! Very inspiring and touching. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,738 Points Dinesh Nair (10/28/2013 9:21:00 AM)

    When the heaps of pangs crystalise into pearls of sobs within and when mind is transported into a state of nostalgic bliss such poems occur.
    A great poem indeed Madam Valsa. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 19,136 Points Amitava Sur (10/27/2013 10:14:00 PM)

    Very true - with the present state of mind a situation may be logically defined & understood, but history can never be hidden by dumping. It will again rise up with pains, agonies or pleasures whatever with it's true color...... well written (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,718 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (10/26/2013 10:54:00 PM)

    Painful memories keep on haunting. Let thre be no reminders. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 811 Points Nasarudheen Parameswaran (10/24/2013 10:09:00 AM)

    nagging memories well pinned (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (10/23/2013 6:55:00 AM)

    Yes, when unpleasant memories resurface we have to deal with them all over again - terrific metaphor in this poem. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,267 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (10/23/2013 5:20:00 AM)

    a wonderful poem with superb imageries, a treat to read. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,619 Points Kavya . (10/23/2013 2:24:00 AM)

    how true............the process of cleaning also freshens the past memories when we come across an old photograph that touches our heart n stays in our mind for long..........a gud write mam (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - -2 Points Ibnu Din Assingkiri (10/22/2013 10:58:00 PM)

    sometimes pains were too great to forget. resurrection it is, in a scary ghostly manner. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (10/22/2013 12:01:00 PM)

    An annual clean up is necessary. your last two lines are great. excellent poetry (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 481 Points Danny Draper (10/22/2013 2:31:00 AM)

    A delightful piece. Relicts that surface and indeed peep out from long forgotten times can be welcomed or abhorred or perhaps shocking. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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