Valsa George


Valsa George Poems

1. The Outcast 5/12/2012
2. The Beaten Track 5/12/2012
3. The Deity 5/12/2012
4. The Eerie Little House 5/12/2012
5. The Cryptic Script 3/5/2013
6. The River 5/12/2012
7. Delusions 6/24/2012
8. Books 6/27/2012
9. Straggler 6/17/2012
10. Breeze 7/3/2012
11. Twin Triplets. No.9 3/6/2013
12. Twin Triplets. No.5 2/11/2013
13. The Great Motherboard 11/10/2012
14. Haiku. Molestation.(5-7-5) 11/22/2014
15. Transference 6/27/2012
16. The Death Of A Poet 5/12/2012
17. Nature's Fury (The Deluge) 4/1/2009
18. Sea And Sky 6/1/2012
19. Be Wary 6/9/2012
20. The Spider Yarn 5/12/2012
21. The Wait 5/12/2012
22. Guru 5/13/2012
23. Twin Triplets (No.4) 2/1/2013
24. Twin Triplets. No.6 2/19/2013
25. Twin Triplets. No.7 2/25/2013
26. The Calm Before The Storm 5/12/2012
27. At Times 6/9/2012
28. Arise! Oh Heart 5/19/2012
29. Blood Blossomed 7/17/2012
30. Twin Triplets. No.8 2/28/2013
31. The Great Saga Of Love 3/28/2013
32. Twin Triplets. No.11 5/14/2013
33. Limericks,1, Somnambulist 7/27/2012
34. Suicide Bomber 4/1/2009
35. The ‘yaga’ On The Mount 4/1/2009
36. To My Mother 4/1/2009
37. Seeker 7/17/2012
38. Joys And Sorrows 6/1/2012
39. Man And Woman 6/1/2012
40. Friendship 6/27/2012
Best Poem of Valsa George

Poet

Wielding a tool, mighty and spiky
Mightier than either the sword or rod
He reigns, monarch in Fancy's domain
Sketching life in fanciful colour and mode

Which with pain and strife fraught
Or bright with gaiety and grace
In finer yarn than the gossamer thread
On the fabric of words in befitting verse

He steals away from the noisy crowd
In to the stillness of the cloistered cell
To dwell with Fancy's mystic charms
Weaving downy dreams at will

He recounts forgotten tales of yore
Of bloody battles won and lost,
Of lovers united, amour defiled, ...

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That Dusky Eve

When rain had gone and dusk had fallen,
When birds had roosted and their chirping stilled,
When sky had cleared and the lone clouds trailed,
You held me close and whispered in my ear.

Your voice, like a tremulous rivulet gurgled,
With passion sweet, you did chant,
“In your eyes I see, the blue of the sky,
In your soul, you hold the depth of the seas,

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