Poems from the Reading at Kaleidoscope, Hyderabad (Theme: Love Letters/Meeting)
Theme - Love Letters
At the Marine Drive
By Sandeep Kulshrestha
At the junction, the name of which I forgot already
in the company of stale sea breeze and a gloomy sunrise at the backdrop
I met you and the color that you wore resembled black
your mascara clad eyes and the fragrance of yellow roses
looked as if we were having a date
but then I had other plans
When you were looked in my eyes,
my impulse was to look in yours
for a moment I forgot the moment
and took a deep breath
I held your hand then, as tightly as I could
and started my walk
I don't remember what you said
but you were laughing and giggling
and I was loving all of it,
the whole-body experience of the energy that you brought
was not enough for me, at all
The walk continued till I saw a better view of the Sun
in the silent vision of the sea
And I was looking at you and you were looking everywhere around
My hands were in your hands still
and the breeze was letting your hair look disheveled
and your pristine innocence
took me in and we embraced
The waves had started crashing in,
on the shore
and I was in love
Can I really call it a dream?
*
His love letter
By Nivy
His love letter in my wallet
unfolds on a longish noon;
the noon somersaults
and I flutter towards the moon.
*
Dear lover
By Shravan K
Dear lover,
Of words, of worlds
Of flowers, of birds.
Of stones, of rivers
Of mountains, of seas
Of trees that hold nests
Of bees with whom
the honey rests
Of blues, of reds, of greens and of violets
Of rainbows and of rains
and all that it begets
Of dreams, of utopias
of brotherhood and of sisterhood
Of children, of innocence
and all that is *felt* good
Dear lover,
Of light, of sound
Of cinema, of stage
Of adventure, of mystery
Of kindness and of poetry
when the sky holds dark clouds
and i shudder
remind me to look for blossoms
after the storm
remind me dear lover,
that the sky's torrent for the earth
is its love letter.
*
Aaj chaand naal kuch gal karni thi mainu
By Gayatri Ingle
Aaj chaand naal kuch gal karni thi mainu
Kehna tha usse ki yun baar baar baadalon vich chup kar
Meri dil di baatein na sunaa karey
Yun mere khidki de baahar
Aasman se, mainu bahaar aane ka ishaara na karey
Je ik baar main chaand nu wekh lu
Tey usey der raat tak takdi rawangi
Aur pata bhi na chalega kab teri yaad dil di dahliiz par dastak de jaegi
Kab main un yaadon ke samundar vich duub jawangi
Te in yaadon di dor se saari raat alfaaz piroungi
Aaj phir ek aur khath main tere naam likhaangi
Aur chaand nu bas ek hi guzaarish karaangi
Ki bas alfaaz nahi, aaj mere jaazbat nu vi tujh tak pahuncha de
Main nai jaandi main tere khayaal di chinag vi hu ya nahi
Bas inna jaandi ki tu hi mere khayalon vich rehenda hai
Roses for you
By HimaBindu ChintalapatiRoses for you
Thorns for me
I don't mind the pain
As long as you are happy
As well as peaceful you remain
Since love is always not taking
But it's also means giving without any
Expectations
Love is pure, sweet and simple
Yet powerful enough to shake the world
Like the butterfly effect
which when flutters its wings
Can bring a tornado over the other side of the world.
*
Echoes of Unspoken Love
By Shrey Rodricks
Their eyes met,
Her natural ebullience shone,
His gaze, admiration and longing, alone.
Swept away to a world of togetherness,
Their spirits in blissful oneness.
The day came, the groom's party to send,
With her cousin, the bride, around the bend.
He approached, bold, into her misty gaze fell,
A note in her hand, a risky tale to tell.
She clutched it, rushed inside, his warmth still felt.
Quiet fell, and night took its place,
The note unfolded in her secret space.
Words penned for her eyes alone,
Years passed, the love unshown, its seed sown.
Wedded she was, with treasures and tales,
Among her jewels, the note prevails.
Life surged forward, in relentless flow,
Her secret, untouched by time's tow.
The day came, her daughter, confidant and friend,
To higher studies, her path would wend.
The secret shared, a moment so tender,
“What is it?” asked the receiver, slender.
“Twenty-one years ago, from a love so bold,”
She read, “By the main door, your hand I'll hold.
If you stand there, my love you'll declare,
Forever yours,” a vow laid bare.
Tears fell, as the ink blurred,
The unread words, the past obscured.
Yet, did the love truly wash away,
Or in her heart, did its echo forever stay?
Theme - Meeting
Meeting Sadness
By Ananya Sarkar
I meet you from time to time
At the end of the horizon
I used to be afraid
When you knocked at the door
But no longer, dear friend!
When you arrive now
I pull you close in an embrace
And then we sit together
Sipping tea
Just you and me
In harmony.
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