Exodus Poem by Valsa George

Dried up dream and a one way trip echo lifes rich tapestries. A lovely poem.

Dried up dream and a one way trip echo lifes rich tapestries. A lovely poem.

behind a dried hills and lone poetess cry for it... Again, no looking back! The unknown stretches far ahead....

behind a dried hills and lone poetess cry for it... Again, no looking back! The unknown stretches far ahead....

An amazing short poem that unveils the life and its solid truth

is this about the Biblical exodus with Moses? Good thing the Red Sea wasn't dry, though Moses probably had other tricks up 'his' sleeve. or was it the Dead Sea? or is that only famous for rolls...........i mean scrolls? ? i like using dried up: and in the next line swim. alley of the ages.......... nice alliteration and it sounds 'cool', though i may not understand it. i found this poem when i typed Looking Back in the search box for your poems. Savita T. sent it to me and i want to leave a comment on its page. bri :)

Behind the hills, muffled cries dies down Leaving soundless echoes in the alley of the ages- -Stunning beautiful depiction that echoes in the deep of heart.- - - - - - - - -10

An amazing beauty, anyone can read and understand, but the old man feels it...............10

Very nice realization. at one point you have to move forward leaving behind so many past incidents as muffled.

I sometimes feel I am going round in circles but we must push on going forward in life. A lovely poem