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An evening of "Making Poetry" with Vinali!!




And so we wrote.....

"Making Poetry"

I.
Tangent
Diagonally aligned parallel thoughts
swifting into the by-lanes of 
imagination. Quite vivid and linearlly-challenged logic!
Quantum is my field, stretching
into infinite space -
Circling
to touch, centering 
the vast realm of 'externity'
existing in the universe inside me! 
I struggle to dissolve into "Nothingness" 
sacred space within -  
I....

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II.
A Yard
Doesn't measure up
to the fabric of proportions
defined by this society. Yard is my
own measurement of immeasurable ideas
crossing boundaries of
Mind-space!
Playground of emotions
resting where the heart is
And exerting when the mind is sedate
losing all measures of freedom
confined by this
Geometry!

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~HAIKU~

 I. 
Green is my color - 
Green is natural
Twisted notions of the socitey of green being money. 
I long for a world of barter!!
----

II. 
Randomness prevails in each cell in Me
It lives to experience
the connection of the interconnectedness 
Within!
----
III.
Sweet droplets of nectar 
I wish i could fill in a jar
and keep it in my garden of senses.
The honey bees can sue me!!
 ----
IV.
A rose bud for a button
and tassles made of vines 
draped in the spring's veil!
There I present you the floral bride!!!

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~LIMERICKS~

I.
There was a boy from from Guwahati 
wanting to go to Glitterati 
he landed in bombay
funnier than the earlier bengal bay
ended up selling bhel at chowpatty!
--- 
II.
Chemically treated straight hair 
is quite the "in" thing to wear 
instead why don't people just go in the sun and fry 
or a nice curly perm do they try?
or how about Dj Rizvi style - Bare!!
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III.
Wearin YELLOW pants and a PURPLE belt
Quite hep 'n' happenin' Auntyji felt
Experimenting in the land of Massa-chuts,
She was quite a thing in PINK boots
Suddenly noticing nothing a-top - Giving two hoots!!
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IV.
DJ Rizvi the bald guy
Wants a DJ party on the Kanchenjungha arranged by
None other than DJ Lily
And invite all the dizzy-daisy-curly-frilly
Girls of Gilmore High!!
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A very special thanks to Vinali Doshi for inviting me for this invigorating, exhilerating poetry session yesterday! I had awesome fun....... should meet to "make some more..." ;) :P

Louve,
Pri! :))

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