Destiny Poem by Vijay Sai R

Destiny

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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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sohini Pal (13yrs) 31 July 2009

interesting poem...well penned :)

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Alishia Jefferson 15 December 2009

nice poems their very interesting you should read some of mine

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Michael Brock 21 April 2010

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

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Gan Chennai 23 May 2010

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

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Alexander Coppedge 17 June 2013

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

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Yours Forever X 12 January 2013

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

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Adeline Foster 30 December 2012

Interesting poem. Read mine - Sometimes in Suplication - Adeline

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Vincent Kuo 02 June 2012

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.

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Howard Johnson 06 April 2012

enjoyed the thought and word flow, thank you for sharing

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Vijay Sai R

Vijay Sai R

Trichy, South India
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