Valsa George


The Beaten Track - Poem by Valsa George

Lying in a trance on a rocking chair,
In the living room of my quiet home,
The buzzing sound of a fretful bee,
Woke me up from my pleasant reverie.

Again and again the droning hiss,
Fell faintly in my vacant ear.
It came so close from the window sill,
Fastened tight with glass shutters.

On looking up, I chanced to glance,
A little fly that reeled around,
Trying in vain to find its way,
Through the narrow slit, into the open sky.

For the poor insect trapped inside,
It was all a matter of live or die,
Again and again it beat so hard,
Against the glass window that lay ajar.


I watched lazily its poignant tussle,
To get away or to stay asunder.
Desperate between life and death,
It mustered all its remaining strength.

Try hard and try again,
Was all that what it dared to do,
And every feat converged on -
Getting out through the window pane.

Alas! Across the room, quite close,
Lay open the door, it never did see,
With hurdles none to block its way,
Or hinder it in its forward flight.

Had it taken a different course,
It could dart out into the world it sought,
And spared the strength it burnt in vain,
In the frenzied move to set it free.

By treading through the beaten track,
We might perish like the trapped fly.
For reaching out into wider skies,
We may take as well a different route.


Comments about The Beaten Track by Valsa George

  • Glen Kappy (9/22/2017 7:29:00 AM)


    like the new poem of yours i just commented on, valsa, this one has vivid description of something i have witnessed. this has some parallels to a poem of mine, choices, where a different insect is featured. poignant tussle is a great phrase—not only is it descriptive visually, but tussle summons the sound of the fly beating itself against the glass. -glen (Report) Reply

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  • Siddartha Montik (8/5/2017 7:36:00 AM)


    Amazing Poet.. Nice observation of little fly.. and for most creatures do have this trail of Beaten Track in the landscape we Humans carved so unnaturally.! Thanks for sharing Poet! (Report) Reply

  • (2/15/2017 2:39:00 PM)

    The Beaten Track
    Valsa, this is an amazing, profound poem. I suppose the beaten track may be called 'beaten' because it points to defeat. It is truly sad that so many of us would cling to that beaten track, kept on course by the fear of the new, the fear of the unknown. A 10. (Report) Reply

  • Bharati Nayak (10/6/2016 8:54:00 AM)


    By treading through the beaten track,
    We might perish like the trapped fly.
    For reaching out into wider skies,
    We may take as well a. different route.
    - - - - - - - - How through your minute observation and your beautiful words you have penned this poem of great wisdom.
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  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (8/2/2016 5:00:00 PM)


    Alas! Across the room, quite close,
    Lay open the door, it never did see,
    With hurdles none to block its way,
    Or hinder it in its forward flight.

    Yes, many people do not wait to think and see the door.
    Great wisdom.
    Thanks for sharing such a nice experience.
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  • Nosheen Irfan (7/22/2016 5:42:00 AM)


    A great write with a very useful message. How you have illustrated your point is praiseworthy. Your keen observation and wisdom are evident in this amazing write.10 (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/6/2016 6:51:00 AM)


    Of my quiet home! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • (5/21/2016 11:16:00 AM)


    We find ourselves in similar situations often, sometimes through ignorance and sometimes stubbornness
    thanks Valsa-10
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  • (5/21/2016 4:04:00 AM)


    We often have bees trapped in our extension which is mainly glass. I did have a special
    gadget for trapping them and releasing them in the wild. Lost it though.
    It is a very clever poem with a fine message as Akhtar said.
    Another ten.
    Tom
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  • Akhtar Jawad (11/2/2014 7:29:00 AM)


    By treading through the beaten track,
    We might perish like the trapped fly.
    For reaching out into wider skies,
    We may take as well a different route.
    A meaningful stanza, the right path is always open but we ignore it and try to rise through the wrong path,
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2012



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