Valsa George

The Other World - Poem by Valsa George

Faith in a world infinite
Where no one alive has ever set foot
Though real or illusory
Makes death less scary
And leaves life not dreary
A balm to lives arduous
And an intoxicant to the pious

So why scoff it as the fancy of a fevered mind
While the mystery of it, no mortal could unwind

Comments about The Other World by Valsa George

  • Akhtar Jawad (4/29/2017 8:32:00 PM)

    A great philosophic poem, I agree with the thoughts penned so nicely in a short poem. Yes, Valsa is capable of presenting infinite thoughts in only nine lines. (Report) Reply

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  • Heather Wilkins (7/27/2013 3:47:00 PM)

    we can think and ponder the other world, but it is not meant for us to know. what we know is what we have been taught from childhood. we need to keep the faith in tomorrow. (Report) Reply

  • (7/11/2013 9:12:00 AM)

    A sweet little poem with great thoughts abounding about the mystery of death! Lovely, Valsa! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (7/10/2013 3:02:00 AM)

    Other than Faith you pointed out, there are pains of life also that make death less scary rather pleasant, herein lies the concept of Euthanasia too... BTW, what phase, and why you have started pondering over these issues suddenly...anyways, your lines carry poetic weight! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (7/8/2013 11:05:00 AM)

    Why try to unwind the spiral spring of life? The moment you leave the hold it springs back to its spiral form. Poem of great depth. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (7/8/2013 5:22:00 AM)

    Many people won't even contemplate death, the push it aside. But death is part of life that overtakes us all eventually. so why worry? A good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Nader Baheri (7/8/2013 4:46:00 AM)

    lot of people may get hung up with what they dont bounces back to materialism that makes everyone free to do whatever they want.and thats why animals are not afraid of the other world.
    but we have to be CAREFUL not do anything that maybe it will make us repentant.
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  • Savita Tyagi (7/7/2013 3:42:00 PM)

    A beautiful composition. We really are made up of our faith. (Report) Reply

  • Nasarudheen Parameswaran (7/7/2013 11:23:00 AM)

    Faith of any type, ideological or personal or religious will make man/woman confident to concentrate in his/her work.This concentration will help in co-ordination of knowledge that results in success and this success will further improve confidence.So, three Cs based on Faith will make our life happy.No matter whether in mundane or spiritual world. For a weak man a walking-stick is needed which in no way help to walk but our confidence do it. Your poem overtly speaks it. well (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (7/7/2013 9:14:00 AM)

    Dear Madam Valsa, we all often smash others` notions through arguments which are based on the different set of convictions in this world of contradictions.
    But here I am unhappy to note that you have generously admitted my ability to argue and and still believe that they can be only rated on par with your convictions with diametrically opposite purpose to serve.

    I am sincerely going to evaluate all the writes which are capable of marring the possibility of the triumph of the transparent truth which are pitted against the things hypothetical.

    I evaluate you and a few others who are important to me as good friends and I am happy that most of you permit me to write and compliment the exercise wholeheartedly. Thank you all.
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  • (7/7/2013 9:11:00 AM)

    I enjoyed reading the poem, good write Val.
    Siya_! !
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  • Valsa George (7/6/2013 11:07:00 PM)

    Dear Dinesh, I know that you can smash me in arguments. So I don't venture to make any counter arguments. But my convictions are strong like your arguments. Anyway I thank you sincerely for sparing so much of your time to read and critically evaluate every line of my poem!
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  • Heather Wilkins (7/6/2013 12:00:00 PM)

    the other world is an extension of his life. More amazing than the now. excellent writ (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (7/6/2013 8:32:00 AM)

    If you brood over 'he Other World'.

    Faith in a world infinite
    Where no one alive has ever set foot
    Though real or illusory
    Makes death less scary
    And leaves life not dreary

    Well, then what makes us different from our ancestors who were scared of things unknown?
    Seeing the solar eclipse way back in BC 7000 man thought a black force was eating the Sun and the tribals of South America got out of their huts and declared war with the black force with the help of Skoda their god. When the eclipse ended, they thought Skoda had won and they sacrificed animals to the god as a token of gratitude.

    Whether death was ever scary or not man has blundered and remained as a laughing stock since then. Imagining about an infinite world is man`s absurdity and any longing in that direction is quite unwarranted as the journey of life between an accidental birth and subsequent death is a matter of normal biological truth. It is experienced by every organism and man`s mere possession of intelligence cannot be a good reason for visualising things far fledged.
    Illusions are not right indications of a sound mind and to make life less dreary we cannot hide in the cave of faith where the serpent of ignorance can surely bite us to death. The alcoholics and the druggists too seek similar phases of life though without a matching universal acceptance.

    A balm to lives arduous
    And an intoxicant to the pious

    The balm applied must bring relief of the right kind to the affected organs and if the wrong ointments substitute it, the result will be disastrous. The pious lost in the intoxication of the drug of misinformation have to be lost in their own world of illusions. They can never make a return from it when the unpleasant realities say check to their versions of the unknown. They are interpreted quite randomly and are prompted by auto suggestions of the fatigued minds
    Piety cannot be an excuse for the dismissal of reason and yearning for the interpretation of the unknown then becomes difficult and faulty.

    So why scoff it as the fancy of a fevered mind
    While the mystery of it, no mortal could unwind

    Agreed the minds are fevered and the mysteries are many. But who said that they are not unwound?
    The options are out there. But one has to be willing to travel the way truths and facts lead. While being lost in the grip of a fantasied doctrine one cannot subscribe to the notions that demand a concerted effort to sail with truth and go an alternate try at things.
    The Skoda cannot be re invented.

    Searching for the black cat in the dark room is okay!
    But when you come to know that you are BLIND and in fact the cat is NOT there, what will happen to the 'search'? The 'mewing' you hear becomes still an obsession and you are there to report it.
    But the truth WILL STILL BE different.
    'The Other World' has to remain as a fancy or dream. But it cannot be a match for the staring life and its intricate forms tormenting the organisms since the origin of life on this planet 3.9 billion years ago when your other world was too distant a notion for cherishing a fancy for the micro organism that emerged in the furious waters..
    Still 'hats off' to the faith of each believer for braving the storms of reason all these times like a bird with innumerable wings to fly across.....
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  • Neela Nath Das (7/6/2013 7:36:00 AM)

    Very true and philosophical.Loved this one too. (Report) Reply

  • Kavya . (7/6/2013 4:28:00 AM)

    rightly said, the mystery of it no mortal could unwind...a great write mam (Report) Reply

  • (7/6/2013 3:03:00 AM)

    If we are less scared of death it means we can live
    a better life. A great poem.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 6, 2013

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