Valsa George


Exodus - Poem by Valsa George

Trotting over dried up dreams
Familiar terrains swim past view
Again, no looking back!
The unknown stretches far ahead
Behind the hills, muffled cries die down
Leaving soundless echoes in the alley of the ages


Comments about Exodus by Valsa George

  • Bri Edwards (10/11/2015 2:41:00 PM)


    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 :)
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  • Bharati Nayak (10/9/2015 9:19:00 AM)


    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
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  • Akhtar Jawad (11/26/2014 5:52:00 AM)


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

  • Amitava Sur (8/10/2014 8:16:00 PM)


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

  • David Wood (5/5/2013 10:18:00 AM)


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

  • (5/1/2013 12:29:00 PM)


    Without looking back and waiting for the future that's really nice- - -muffled cries die down / Leaving soundless echoes in the alley of ages- - -The beauty of the lines are simply enchanting! Wonderful Valsa! (Report) Reply

  • (4/30/2013 10:43:00 PM)


    Being reminded of an unfavorable past, though I don't know what's ahead, I refuse go back. Very good. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (4/29/2013 12:02:00 PM)


    past as a reference moving into future seeing present...loved the poem (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath Das (4/28/2013 8:40:00 AM)


    Leaving past turning your face to future! A wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

  • (4/26/2013 7:30:00 PM)


    Sounds like you left far behind, nice poem, interesting progression, no lookin back. (Report) Reply

  • (4/26/2013 11:32:00 AM)


    An amazing short poem that unveils the life and its solid truth (Report) Reply

  • (4/26/2013 9:39:00 AM)


    behind a dried hills and lone poetess cry for it...

    Again, no looking back!
    The unknown stretches far ahead....
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  • (4/26/2013 9:39:00 AM)


    behind a dried hills and lone poetess cry for it...

    Again, no looking back!
    The unknown stretches far ahead....
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  • David Wood (4/26/2013 7:57:00 AM)


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

  • David Wood (4/26/2013 7:57:00 AM)


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

  • Kavya . (4/25/2013 1:01:00 AM)


    v rich in words...had to read again to understand the indepth meaning....a very powerful write..... (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (4/25/2013 12:29:00 AM)


    all about life! ! ! ...
    a journey, an ordeal, an odyssey, an exodus...
    simply all about life! ! !
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  • Nader Baheri (4/24/2013 11:49:00 AM)


    no way back for the exodus, the sound fades but the echo remains.short and fabulous~nb (Report) Reply

  • Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (4/24/2013 7:27:00 AM)


    A leaving of or migration of some type.
    Over dried up dreams indicates to me one of age.
    The unknown stretches far ahead would be eternity.
    The muffled cries are the mourning wails of left behind living that die down
    and the soundless echoes are the thoughts and memories we leave behind
    connecting living and dead in the alley of the ages.
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  • Diane Hine (4/24/2013 6:33:00 AM)


    A one-way trip. The poem's style is perfect to emphasize its certainty. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013


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