A Bonsai Poem by Valsa George
A Bonsai
On a sea strand,
Have you watched empty shells
Mercilessly tossed from sea to shore
And from shore to sea?
Often I shrink and reduce to such a shell,
With jagged and broken edges
Colourless and empty
Lying half buried under the sand,
Among many castaways,
Waiting for the mother or father wave
To wash me away.
How tedious is my voyage
Shuttling from father to mother
And from mother to father
Unable to openly confess
Who weighs more
On the balance of preference
Through how many alleys and by ways
I have wandered, questioning my identity!
Am I a puffer fish
Being toxic, the fisher men have discarded?
Or a jarring note in a discordant symphony?
I wonder! I often ask myself!
Destined to grow
In mercurial climes,
Planted in arid shallow soil
With the tap root trimmed,
Branches pruned,
Growth denied,
I, a stunted bonsai!
Still I dream to be a towering tree,
That in profusion gives fruits and shade
A midget aspiring to be a Goliath
A hollow reed,
Longing at once to be the singer and the song!
It's all steeped in emotions, sentiments and empathy for either oneself or someone else as a protagonist. Agony of a split personality is depicted beautifully in images from Mother Nature that adds grace to the poem. I don't feel that it's self-pity in anyway. nicely penned ma'am.
An inspiring poem Valsa, Life can be a real struggle for teenagers at the best of times.
A nice mind painting and painting is not emotion then what painting / colour with emotion a nice one 10
Longing at once to be the singer and the song! I wish to be with this beautyful singer
Excellent write. Deeply poignant and moving with superb imagery. Touching lines that strike right at the heart. The separation between spouses will greatly affect the children. The battle for custody brings havoc to the family and greatly affect the development of the children, both mental and emotional. A very insightful write very well crafted.
On a sea strand, we watch the empty shells and try to feel them greatly. They are mercilessly tossed from sea to shore. Often we think and shrink on this issue. How tedious is the voyage! Every merciful clime is destined to grow. This poem is definitely very nicely and interestingly penned. This is an excellent poem shared here.10
I love how you use the language. You give life to the words.
My neighbour used to do it with Pipal and Banyan trees...like a beautiful toy they look beautiful which I can not deny...but the torture they are given is indescribable in words..same with the boy of this poem whose growth is cut then and then without happiness for a steady growth in life...awesome Valsa... a sure 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 11:36:17 PM # 1.0.0
I am sure you are not like a bonsai Valsa, and that you are both singer and song - your poetry says it all. Excellent write, though sad and poignant.