Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Poetry, that is performed

I recently stumbled upon this amazing group of people (on Facebook) who run Spoken Word Poetry workshops: Airplane Poetry Movement is active in Bangalore, Pune and Bombay. Their Bombay chapter hosted a workshop last Saturday at The BirdSong Cafe in Bandra. With little experience in slamming and a great amount of excitement, I landed in this dreamy, quaint little cafe. Met a bunch of lovely people. Disturbed the traffic outside the cafe with our practice sessions. Performed spontaneously in front of 20 beautiful people in the cafe, who were generous enough to give attention to us (and also clap enthusiastically), rather than to the yummy hot chocolate on their tables. This one of a kind experience left me with a feeling of high, that feeling of high you achieve only by following your passion (in my case, being engulfed in words). Here's the poem I performed there in a perfect setting: rich aroma of coffee and the smell of rain, mingling at dusk. Damn! Some cliches are just beautiful! 

I remember a time
When little achievements mattered
And dreams were not so easily shattered
When there were innumerable fights
But no cold battles!
When love was for real
Whether in luxury or in tatters
I remember random moments and things mundane
Each curve of your smile, also the unsaid pain
I remember each try, the failure and the cries
I remember the ethereal twinkle in your eyes
You may not know the magic it holds
In a world that’s bent on crushing souls

4 comments:

  1. I was not knowing about this blog yashna ..
    but great job i really lyk ur wrk....esp the last one
    keep it up ...:):)

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  2. Thanks a lot for your kind words, Rishi! :)

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