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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Poetry Chain

The weather had changed; maybe briefly

Rains had paused, sun shone in bright blue sky.

The poets were gathered in the hall

Where hundred of books had lined up long ago

Where you and I had browsed, eager – we were so young!

In the proffered seat I sat down shyly

For I were in the presence of the august

Who were poets.

They sat, holding sheaf of papers

That throbbed with words, the writers’ hopes

Dreams, sorrows and angst.

Young and old, men and women

Holding on to their creations in words.

Looking at them, at myself, I wondered

What brought us together here in this evening.

What am I doing, this collection of my poems in my hand

What do I want to tell them – ‘Look, I am a poet, listen to my words, please?’

I look down at the book

And remember those evenings and late nights

Those days in winter and autumn and spring too

Those places far away and the quiet corner of my house

When thoughts would rush in and I would splutter

Words crowding, impatient to be freed

When images would  grow larger, in black & white and in colour

When in pain, in joy, in unutterable sorrow I would

Write or tap out these words tainted with my blood.

The poets recite – the words, some are lost, some jab

My heart with their arrowheads.

The poets paint – images in words

On love, on anger, on reflections of life.

I await my turn – I grip my book

Wishing the words would  draw up into me

Wondering if I could ever rewrite my life 

Wondering if  I would ever be heard

My lone voice in the multitude of this world. 

************* Balachandran V, Trivandrum, 02.07.2013

Poetry Chain ( poetrychain.webs.com), is the coming together of writers of English poems.


  1. Of course poetry chain pulls both the poet and listener to it and so also this one.

  2. Nice to know that you are in this group Balan. Free time well spent and I like your poems; you possess a magic to weave wonderful lines even on the most mundane topic and stuff

    1. You are too kind, B! :-) Your goodness shines through, you know.

    2. Haa :) I am just reinstating the fact Balan. Now don't you be modest!

  3. That is an interesting initiative bringing together poets as one community with a common passion. I could feel your love for words through this poetry, this was very beautiful :)

    1. Thank you, Arti! Though I haven't commented, I am a frequent visitor to your 'Yatra diary' and have enjoyed your posts, esp of Char Dham, where I have been going for more than a quarter of century. The recent devastation was shocking and saddening. I feel so depressed...


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