* A Joy! Poem by Deva De Silva

* A Joy!

Rating: 5.0


It’s a joy smelling to high heavens
At day’s end, tending my garden
Dressed in mud
Kissed by the sun

It’s a joy singing old tunes
Alone, in a crowd
Loosing the key midway
Pulling it off anyways

It’s a joy dancing naked
Before my most feared critic
Peaking at myself in a
Horror-struck vanity mirror

It’s a joy being silent
When all else profound
A frog, yellow bellied
Dozing off on a lotus leaf

It’s a joy being loud
When the world dumbfounds
A crow rising at dawn
Training its vocal muscle

It’s a joy, letting fingers roam
Whenever they insist on
As I inscribe in earnest
My holy viewpoint

Oh joy!
I can write
When all else
Cease to exist

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mona Martinez 22 April 2009

lol. lovely poem. i love the sense of humor in such a well written poem.

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very much joyful full of happiness and glee 10/10 Nicholas

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Allemagne Roßmann 21 April 2009

Joyful contours and carnivals for your poems too..........10+++

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Lalitha iyer 21 April 2009

It is a joy to comment upon, when somebody outpours full of Joy.

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Shelby Jasmin Estrada 20 April 2009

I like how this poem talks about how to be free without anyone caring, and doing as you wish. It's a lovely poem. Fantastic job of metaphors and such. :)

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Nimal Dunuhinga 30 April 2009

Your drawing of nature really gives the joy!

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Anjali Sinha 30 April 2009

oh yeah I too can smell your joy tending my gardens for you its now resurrection time a time when dead wood gives birth to new grass. a lovely poem dear Deva -10 anjali (do read mine Megalomania and A falling Star)

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AtreyaSarma Uppaluri 29 April 2009

Dear Deva De Silva, You've spread an infectiously joyous atmosphere, through the various moods and movements of joy in your lyrically graceful poem. Love.

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Viola Grey 26 April 2009

I have to wholeheartedly agree with your second stanza...and the ending was lovely.

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Maya Hershey 23 April 2009

beautiful poem, i liked it. it describes everything. its not vague its wonderful, more than perfect. keep on!

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