Original Poetry - Vijaya Sundaram

Apr 2, 2016 Original Poetry, The Daily Post

In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt for March 30th, 2016: Voice

Your Voice
©April 2nd, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

It is your voice that spells out
Home and shelter, and love,
And quiet certainty.
A conduit of beauty and song,
A channel of kindness, your voice
Allows things to flow.

I shall carry your voice
Like a cup of clear water
In the desert, when the desert comes,
Or a glowing flame in the night,
When darkness descends.

I shall hold it near my ear,
To hear better
Cup it near my eyes,
To see better
Pour it into a palm, and
Drink deep of its assurance.

I have need of it.
Thank you.

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Tags: #Daily Prompt, #Original Poetry by Vijaya Sundaram, #TheDailyPost

Frivolous Gravity

Mar 29, 2016 Original Poetry, The Daily Post

In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Frivolous

Frivolous Gravity
© March 29th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

Frivolous I might be, but I
Revel in, delight in your
Ibsenian seriousness.
Veer here, the world’s
On a collision course with hell, so
Lone traveller, may I join you
One day, soon, now? (I like your mien!)
Ultimate wisdom is fun, but
Sunlight beckons. Shed gravity, dance!

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Tags: #DailyPrompt, #Frivolous, #TheDailyPost

A Question

Mar 27, 2016 Daily Life, Original Poetry

Asking questions is inappropriate,
He said.

And I wanted to ask, “Why?”

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Tags: #AskingQuestions, #CulturalMores

Smoke and Tears (Three Senryu)

Mar 27, 2016 Senryu

Smoke and Tears (Three Senryu)
©March 27th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

Another blast, and
Another hole torn right through
The fabric of life.

Smoke and fumes and blood
And the rain of tears cannot
Quench the reign of fear.

Please stop, please stop, Oh
All of you who shed such hate,
Please spill mercy here.

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Tags: #Brussels attack, #Ivory Coast attack, #Lahore attack, #Original Poetry, #Turkey attack, #Yemen attack

Footstepping Stone

Mar 27, 2016 Original Poetry, The Daily Post

In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Footsteps

Footstepping Stone
©March27th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

I step on sand, and my footsteps fade.
I step on water; waves drift away.
I step on air; winds catch my feet
I step on clouds; rain drenches me.

My footsteps lead to strange new spots
I step on rocks, leap over streams
I slip on grass, and keep close watch
For snakes, and sudden ice, unseen.

I follow others, drift from them,
Step on their boot-tracks, turn to go left
Then turn around, head back to the right,
Then walk on down the road not seen.

I wish that I wouldn’t have to roam,
I wish that I didn’t walk alone, with
No thoughts to think, no angst to own,
No dreams to seek on the way back home.

For it’s not easy, and yet things are!
(It’s just more work for my brain and me!)
And a road not seen can always be
A road that can take our footsteps far.

And footsteps light on a road of stone
Will ring like a gong and sing of flight
And freedom’s song will ease the night
Till all my flesh falls off my bones.

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*Written at 2:34 a.m. Please excuse me if it makes no sense. 🙂

Tags: #DailyPrompt, #Footsteps, #Original Poem, #TheDailyPost

Nonsense Limericks

Mar 22, 2016 Original Poetry

Nonsense Limericks
©March 22nd, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

A doggle while roaming the park
Saw a bird whom he called “Pig-Lark.”
Said the lark to the dog,
“I am SO not a hog
And I’m not a big fan of your snark.”

A pig who was roaming at dark
Saw the dog who had teased the lark
Said the pig to the dog
“Go and lie in a bog,
And I won’t send for old Noah’s ark.”

The dog was insulted by this
Turned away with an audible hiss
The pig laughed in glee
Threw a mad jamboree
And the Lark flew away with a kiss.

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For My Dear Friend – You Know Who You Are

Mar 21, 2016 Original Poetry, The Daily Post

For The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Friend

For My Dear Friend – You Know Who You Are
(A Simple Ditty)
©March 21st, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

My love for my friend.
Is so simple, so right.

My love doesn’t end,
Or fade in daylight.

When I’m blue or gray
And my thoughts go astray,

When I’m down and out
And filled with much doubt,