Valsa George Poems

As coins tinkled,

Many a virgin flower, defiled.
Brother turned brother’s assassin.
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Through the country paths, I lazily loitered
Watching Nature in its changing hue
Straying a little farther into the interiors
Sundry and sublime vistas came into view
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The glow of a late Autumn Sunset,
Gleamed over the dense city streets.
Rushing wheels and honking horns,
Halted awhile for the traffic signs.
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In the coffin lay your body silent and still
As with wax, sealed were your eyes
Bared of all passion, pain and strain
You were at rest, tranquil was your face
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In the hush of a fading twilight eve
Heard the passionate crooning of a dove
Under the eaves, it sat close to her love
What delight, that sound instantly gave
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Days ago, under a black umbrella,
The Earth, shrouded in sheets of white,
Lay inert as a lifeless corpse,
Waiting for the ineluctable graveyard shift
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A diaphanous mist hangs over
Blurring thoughts and fancy
Or is it that my Muses
Have gone into lazy slumber?
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(My prayer on Good Friday)

When I am pierced by the sting of life,
Oh Lord, I lift my tired eyes to Thee.
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What incredible wonder is the human heart!
The great powerhouse that stores up blood
Through pipelines of arteries and veins
Blood is pumped unceasingly from head to foot
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When it rains, in her fancy
She used to turn into a child
Kicking water and playing in the puddles
Today when rain has begun pouring down
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