Posted in My Music, Poem

Pilani Slam (A Slam Poem)

So, a friend posted this poem on his FB wall and the moment I read it, I visualized it in a slam poetry format. Of course, this being about BITS PIlani, I connected with it right away.

The result is this experimental slam poem attempt.

(Soundcloud link below the lyrics)

Slam Poet: Vivek Misra
Programmed/Arranged by: Ganpy
Vocals: Ganpy

white hot yellow sands
dance, myriad mirages
green
peacocks strut
colour riots
tribes encoded saffron
pink red orange
turbaned hardened warriors
gaze from grey eyes
at grey skies
rain of life
pitter patter pitter patter
mops grey-blue
lustfilled suns heat
clouds burst
sheet the land
with water cool
life anew
smell of earth
anklets tinkle 
and muddy feet 
arouse passions…
chillums smoke
rings that dissipate
the smoker thinks
thinker smokes
camels snort, spit
spittle tourists
gaze disparaging
at minoltas clicking
the oohing the aahing
high heels
and fair skin
versus smouldering dark eyes
battle won
the mirrors reflect
on life outside
the red-orange veil…
cows the sentinels
of nighttime bus-stand
asleep standing
circling drunken
reveling boys
tested and sure
or unsure
no matter
tonight alcohol
decimates minds
while watchers watch
and smoke, their thoughts
chaotic….
a refrain floats
on chill air
and musky breath
“…a brilliant red
barchetta,….”
floats away
air guitaring
gesticulating
hop skip jumping
to samosas and tea
“aah …giri!,
goldflake! thanda! moda!…
chai!…”
5 am high….

Posted in Pictures, Poem, Thamizh (தமிழ்)

புது விதி

பாரதியின் 96வது நினைவு நாள்…

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புது விதி

விட்டுக் கொடார்
தொட்டுந் தொடார்
இட்டும் சட்டென
மட்டுப் போட்டார்.

விதிதனை புதிதாய்
இனி செய்ய
தெளியட்டும்
முதலில் இவரவரும்.

Posted in Poem, Thamizh (தமிழ்)

தொடர்பகை

யார் தொடங்கினர் 
தொடரும் இப்பகையினை?
தெரிந்தால் ஒப்புக்கொள்ள 
பகுத்தறிவாளர்களுக்கு இங்கு
கொஞ்சம் பஞ்சம்.
தெரிந்து, தெரிந்த பகையை 
புதிய பரிணாமத்தில் விரித்து
பிரித்து, இன்னல் பல வளர்த்து 
மதத்தோடு மதத்தின் பலம் பார்க்கத்தூண்டும்
மந்தவாதிகளல்லவா நாம்!
Posted in Poem, Thamizh (தமிழ்)

ஹேவிளம்பி

ஹேவிளம்பி

பெற்றது ஒற்றை வெற்றுத்தாள்
வெள்ளை வெள்ளையாய்
உற்றது மற்றொரு நற்பேறு
பச்சை பச்சையாய்
 
வன்மை இன்மையாய்
மென்மை முன்மையாய்
நன்மை பல விளம்பி
வரவேற்போம் ஹேவிளம்பிதனை !
 
 
Posted in Poem, Uncategorized

Mansplaining Women’s Day

A Poem for International Women’s Day

Mansplaining Women’s Day

Listen, I am going to make it a special day,
You don’t know how much I know all that come your way.
So, I want you to forget all your strain,
And join me in my celebration of your pain.

Walk right through this door, watch out for your gown,
Oh, you didn’t tell me you were wearing cocoa brown.
I’d have asked you to pick something in burgundy,
To go with my tie, but who cares if we aren’t trendy?

Today is all about honor, so let me do you the honor,
And tell you what makes you the best in this corner.
Don’t yawn yet. With me darling? You still with me?
Do know that only you can make me the man I want to be.

Here. Here is a fine Syrah. Give it a try.
Any other night, I’d let you have your chardonnay, dry.
But tonight is your night, so experience the exquisite,
I bet you will thank me for this, till our next visit.

Where was I? Yes, honoring the fearless,
And those who stood up for your rights, no less.
For all that you are able to do now,
Many men must have sacrificed what and how.

Want another glass? Thought you’d be done with just one.
This Syrah, with its black pepper overtone, is strong even for men.
Always thought a lot of women wouldn’t have it in them,
You are special and I will never leave you, whatever may come.

Wish I could have some dessert with you and extend our stay,
But am so wiped out that I just want to thank you on this women’s day.

…Shall we….?