Valsa George


Winged Visitors - Poem by Valsa George

When summer comes, bugs are aplenty
Especially if it has rained a day or two before
Beetles come whirring in
Through the open window rudderless
And hit on the walls like small pellets
They sometimes fall upside down
With their tiny legs tilted up
And lie down awhile in their initial shock,
Unable to take off immediately

If we are not quite careful
They get crushed under our feet
With a small explosive sound
Making us conscious of our inadvertent step
These innocuous winged visitors,
Thus unwittingly are stamped to death

Know life can wither away quite abrupt
By trespassing into unwelcome territory!

Topic(s) of this poem: insects


Comments about Winged Visitors by Valsa George

  • Robert Murray Smith (8/10/2017 11:05:00 PM)


    Valsa, a sensitive write. Sometime ago I found a bee on our kitchen floor. It had been there overnight. It looked dead but a thought came to mind that I should put it in the morning sun. Lo and behold I saw it stir and then flew off. I always try and save insects as I believe in coexistence.10

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (1/20/2016 5:30:00 PM)


    Last two lines provide a profound warning to the unwelcome visitors. Hope they get the message. Nature must find a better solution. (Report) Reply

  • Kavya . (1/18/2016 10:46:00 PM)


    a powerful message conveyed through the winged visitors - yes our every walk needs to be careful before stepping into any unwelcome territory! good one Mam (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/18/2016 2:11:00 PM)


    So is life; with reasons behind the seasons. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (1/17/2016 11:16:00 PM)


    The June bugs here do the same thing. Their lifespan isn't that great under the best of conditions, but helpless on their backs and underfoot, a glimpse into the way of nature gives the human mind pause for contemplation (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (1/17/2016 7:16:00 PM)


    If we are not quite careful
    They get crushed under our feet
    A Persian poet says, Aahista khiram balke makhiram, zere quadmat hazar jan ast. It means walk slowly, rather don't walk, thousands of life are there, below your feet. It's a poem with an universal appeal.
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  • Aarzoo Mehek (1/17/2016 2:19:00 PM)


    Know life can wither away quite abrupt
    By trespassing into unwelcome territory!

    Come summer there is lots of hustle and bustle of these insects and there is no escape from their charging invasion. Nice poem.10.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/17/2016 11:38:00 AM)


    Summer comes through open window with small explosive sound. This is definitely very interestingly composed thoughtful poem shared in wise mind on insect. Excellent.10 (Report) Reply

  • Abhilasha Bhatt (1/17/2016 11:33:00 AM)


    I am scared of these beetles....nice sharing done...thank you :) (Report) Reply

  • Pamela Sinicrope (1/17/2016 11:17:00 AM)


    Well written. WOW! We have Japanese beetles here that invade every year in the summer, so I can relate to the first level of your poem. Even when our houses are locked up tight, unexpected invaders can arrive. Or are they invaders at all? What if they are visiting...maybe they are just 'innocuous.' We can also unwittingly kill and destroy them, even if it is our philosophy that we not destroy living creatures. The last two lines of this poem, turn your write from a treatise on insects to something different altogether: Human Nature, Mankind, Refugees, Borders, LIFE in all forms. Thanks for your powerful write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 17, 2016



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