Tharmaratnam Vijayakumar

My Fate... - Poem by Tharmaratnam Vijayakumar

Weep, weep, weep, a sign of birth
the childhood lost to the fate,
the adolescence lost with family,
my vision going powerless,
with no one care but the mountain and forest,
with no one to guide but the rivers and animals
and with the soul of my father blessing,
i have come thus far by fate
and into what fate i would go, i do not know

Topic(s) of this poem: poverty, sadness

Form: Blank Verse

Poet's Notes about The Poem

My new stranded poem

Comments about My Fate... by Tharmaratnam Vijayakumar

  • Kelly Kurt (11/4/2015 12:39:00 PM)

    A very personal and emotional poem. I enjoyed. Keep writing, Tharmaratnam.
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  • C. P. Sharma (11/4/2015 10:48:00 AM)

    I have all the sympathy with you. But dear friend, Nature is the best friend, philosopher and guide. Only the blessed ones have that opportunity. Make the best out of it and be positive. Please write on Nature, life and love. (Report) Reply

  • Shakil Ahmed (11/4/2015 8:36:00 AM)

    don't be pessimistic, have faith upon God and carry on with your mission, light will come, 'If winter comes can spring be far behind, well- penned poem, i like it, thanks for sharing, (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015

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