vittal vandavasu Biography
I am a 17 year old boy withered through life with woe. I started writing poetry from class 8. Those were one of the most complex poems which needed polishing on their surface which was done in my 9th class and now in 10 I presume I write alike mature poets. Woe has always been my source of inspiration and my most beautiful poems are on woe. I write nature poems relating them to the eccentricities of life. They turn out to be elegant. Poems on death were started from 10 class as I have seen a lot's of fading dreams and dimming candles. I have not written much of merry poems because i just do not have the feel of joy. My best poetry so far has and maybe will be one sorrow. Sometimes i even write dream poems but they tend to be complex and many misunderstand them. Anyway i just hope my talent doesn't lament in the way of life's strife.
The leaves have fallen
A mild breeze plays
under an oak tree I sit to see
Your memory of past days
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I spent a day in the corner of paradise
It thought me how to be a bit wise
I stole an everlasting memory from there
Excited, I ran wild as a hare
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The wind whispered some words to me
In a language so elegant I cannot describe
I felt oddly sad sad and oddly in glee
But the words forever on my heart I inscribe
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Below the dimly lit sky
On the gravel earth
A little girl let a sigh
On all that hurt
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There was a merry little place
I used to know
It is where the sun show's it's face
And it is where the bruised go
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