My Longings Poem by Valsa George
My Longings
On a chilly, desolate winter night
When cold blasts sweep past me
How I long for a warm resting place
As the nestlings have beneath their mother’s wings
Till the Sun from the East triumphantly springs
Lighting the day and heating the air
O n the forking paths, solitary as I stand
Unable to decide which path I should take
How I wish a guide could come my way
To tell me which leads to which and what I should do
And aid me opt for the better of the two
That never shall I bemoan my choice thereon
When violent gales shake and rock the sea
And waters rise to heavens high
How I long to be aboard a sturdy ship
With a captain steering his vessel without a slip
Till we alight a harbour to resume our trip
After the storm is calmed and the waves subside!
If by mischance, cast on a dreary coast
Cut off from life’s accustomed haunts
Surrounded by sights breeding monstrous fears
With no means to reach back the familiar lands
Send me from High Heavens the grace to bear
Every trial with resilience, without losing hope!
Like this composition for its inheret despair and then hope withstanding the turbulances of the time and longing.
such a lovely poem! As Tagore wrote: I don't pray to remain protected from adversity, I pray to you God for the strength to bear adversity!
Send me from High Heavens the grace to bear every trial with resilience, without losing hope, lovely words Valsa. Some things are definately sent to try us it seems.
Till we alight a harbour to resume our trip After the storm is calmed and the waves subside! Surrounded by sights breeding monstrous fears With no means to reach back the familiar lands.. it seems to be the prayer either not to get drowned or lost in the dreary coast..Nice to read..
The last stanza is much impressive. It has been beautifully delineated on longings. Thanks for sharing. A 10.
but be sure you are surrounded by friends, beautiful poem Valsa-10
Great imagery and crafted wonderfully with masterstroke.....Valsa.......really an outstanding piece of skill and talent ........10/10
Beautifully penned, fine imagery, and all sensitivity and gracious touch of spirituality! The second stanza also reminds me, to some extent, of Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken. Have a very happy New Year, dear Valsa!
An excellent write full of hope and very beautiful lines at the conclusion. Loved and enjoyed reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hard to know whether these are your longings or mine...in this winter poem! ! ! what a strange voyage life is