Vijay Sai

Rookie - 56 Points (30 12 1975 / Trichy, South India)

Vijay Sai Poems

1. A Desperate Cry 7/15/2009
2. An Optimistic View 6/20/2009
3. Arrack Attack 12/16/2011
4. Aspergia 7/17/2010
5. Beast In Beas 6/13/2014
6. Beautiful Bougainvillea 5/22/2010
7. Belief 6/21/2010
8. Bouffant Beauty 5/1/2010
9. Broken Buds 6/15/2009
10. Burnt Flower 2/18/2012
11. Cease-Fire 5/26/2010
12. Character 6/28/2009
13. Contrasting Reality 3/25/2012
14. Cotton Candy 9/21/2013
15. Cricket Safari 6/15/2009
16. Crippled Dreams 6/15/2009
17. Crispy Delight 12/29/2012
18. Crying Cactus 1/14/2010
19. Defused Dacoity 2/25/2012
20. Deja Vu 6/17/2013
21. Destiny 6/15/2009
22. Destiny Re-Written 2/10/2014
23. Disappeared Dreams 4/19/2011
24. Divine Showers 10/1/2009
25. Eternal Bird 8/5/2009
26. Everyday Bread 6/20/2014
27. Fatal Blow 1/7/2015
28. Fatal Fall 11/14/2012
29. Feminine Outrage 5/7/2013
30. Ferry Fear 5/3/2012
31. Flame Of The Forest 6/19/2013
32. Flowing Beauty 12/15/2011
33. Food For Thought 2/13/2013
34. Football Fever 6/30/2010
35. Fortune 6/28/2009
36. Genius And Intelligence 12/18/2012
37. Glossy Retreat 5/27/2014
38. Hail The Hindu 6/15/2009
39. Happenings 10/19/2011
40. Happy New Year 12/31/2009
Best Poem of Vijay Sai

A Desperate Cry

God's creation
Blessed to be born in this world
We all may feel that's the truth
Until I read this-
An abandoned baby
Malnourished, hardly an year old
Famine struck
Skin and bone
No food to feed
No water to have
Stranded alone in barren land
Helpless eyes staring straight
Standing legs more like a bamboo stick
Cerebral neurons popping out
Veins struggling to carry weak blood
Oh God! Nothing more I can add…
My heart is not strong enough
To read the rest-
A vampire vulture
Sitting beside and
Looking eager to end its hunger!
I pray!...

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The Art Of Life

Life is a file of unsolved records
Records in search of strong solutions
Solutions to every far and near complex questions
Questions not so simple and easy to yield answers
Answers to some, of course be spotted but difficult to accept
Accepting it as it comes and try living in it, is itself an art
The art of being a bread winner in life.

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