Paeans - and Aches

over the years

Sunday, October 24, 2004

SMS haiku

always on. always.
if, perchance, there’s no signal
please leave me voicemail.

willng slave 2 U -
& d beep-beep of d fone
that tells me U care.

email is complx
fone calls & lettrs take tym:
i w8 4 yr text.

cellular creature
now part of my D.N.A.
gladden my heart: beep.

(The last poem won first place at the Kala Ghoda Arts Festival 2005, at the literature festival’s SMS poetry contest, which was billed as the first of its kind in the world.)

More about Caferati's SMS poetry contest, which we claimed was actually the first, here.

Both of us were wrong, by the way.

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Whatever, dude

As i write it, it is mine
Conceived in passion, born in pain
Imprinted with my D.N.A.
And the idea of she who sired it.

As i edit, it is less mine
It struggles to be free
Torn between purging and art
And the thought of you, who will read it

It is yours now, to use and flavour
With your life, your learnings
Though my name is still at the end
It is mine no longer