Vijay Sai

Rookie - 32 Points (30 12 1975 / Trichy, South India)

Destiny


Drudging my way through narrow pavements of dusty roads,
cycling with all my friends,
I played hide and seek with them
in a joyous mood,
round the tall and bushy trees
and cemented constructions
of a beautiful park,
When all of a sudden,
a man with probing eyes,
plunging into a black woolen blanket,
holding a long bamboo stick,
seating cross legged in a corner,
beside a cup of gleaming viscous liquid,
gazed at me,
Puzzled and terrified,
I began to run helter skelter
towards the exit of the grave,
When I heard, he was whispering aloud,
My boy! Where are you running!
Only to return here, back, soon? ? ?

*This poem speaks about the mood swings from delight to despair and happiness to horror. A man in his boyhood days was cycling along with his friends in a joyful mood around the large trees and bushes of a beautiful park. All of a sudden, the place seemed to him as a grave and a strange man with a peculiar wardrobe and a wooden stick emerged and frightened the boy who was running to the exit of the place, by whispering aloud that he has to return to this place one day.

Submitted: Monday, June 15, 2009

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Alexander Coppedge (6/17/2013 8:16:00 AM)

    This art has many interesting aspects as faults Funny when I read your definition I became totally enlightened by this art and got the point of the message (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 1 Points Yours Forever X (1/12/2013 9:54:00 AM)

    powerful is the only word I can think to describe the effect this poem had on me! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 299 Points Adeline Foster (12/30/2012 1:18:00 PM)

    Interesting poem. Read mine - Sometimes in Suplication -
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,456 Points * Sunprincess * (11/15/2012 10:51:00 PM)

    truly he was running from destiny..fabulous write.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Vincent Kuo (6/2/2012 4:29:00 PM)

    Very nice poem! A vivid personification of death (if I've interpreted it correctly) . I like the contrast in the moods that you've described so well. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Howard Johnson (4/6/2012 10:44:00 PM)

    enjoyed the thought and word flow, thank you for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gan Chennai (5/23/2010 9:17:00 PM)

    Really Excellent poem. Makes everyone to think not only the Destiny, but the Destination ahead. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Michael Brock (4/21/2010 8:26:00 AM)

    life and death are best friends and we all walk in the park of life, and end in the arms of death.

    beautifully written, and well worded, very intense with clear visual understanding.

    thanks for sharing
    michael (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alishia Jefferson (12/15/2009 11:27:00 AM)

    nice poems their very interesting you should read some of mine (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sohini Pal (13yrs) (7/31/2009 12:47:00 PM)

    interesting poem...well penned :) (Report) Reply

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