Apr 13, 2016 NaPoWriMo, Original Poetry
Found Lines and Imagined Ones – An Index Poem
©April 13 (late night of April 12th), 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Resolved:
to be irresolute (a state absolute)
to live like a fool (and be a tool)
to take Fate by the throat (and float)
to the skies, aspire on wings of fire.
What:
is the night (but for dreaming)?
is truth, said jesting Pilate (falsely beaming)?
gods may be (eyes streaming)
Demons might fear (dimly-dreaming)
What’s:
done is done (not fun)
past and what’s to come (for everyone)
past is prologue (what’s to be done)
your answer? (None!)
Where :
have all the flowers gone (far away)
we are is hell (whatever you say).
shall I fly? (For, I cannot play)
shall I go? (I cannot stay!)
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In response to NaPoWriMo Day 12 prompt: