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The responses we’ve received for Saturday posts has been overwhelming to say the least. We have received so many amazing, top-notch pieces that we couldn’t accommodate all of them today. Fret not, next Saturday is your day.
First in today’s lineup, we have artwork submitted by someone with truly gifted hands. Samyuktha Madhu is an extremely talented artist who is currently studying design and technology at Parsons School for Design, New York. She is known for her amazing art work and her quirky sense of style. We are so glad to have her posting her artwork on our blog, thank you Samyu!
Isn’t this amazing?
A portrait of herself done on canvas using acrylic paint.
Diversity obviously isn’t a problem.
The Seven Deadly Sins.
Done using water colour.
Next we have Rijul, a student of Performing Arts in Christ University. He has a few poems he’d like to share.
Duly Noted
that sore feeling. that bowling lane that’s got your name all over it.
you’re a pin, you’re the ball, you’re the gutter.
you’re in the gutter.
strike!
no, fooled you. It was just a spare. spare change will make me beautiful.
hallowed be thy name.
slowly, but surely, you will drift into a relationship that will haunt you. Look at the moon.
No, really look at the moon.
Breathlessness. Velocity. It’s all happening.
When do you stop? When does it stop?
Cramming in every little dew drop, sloppiness is the room’s grunge.
Great fortune. Mighty despair. Kill a whale.
Fortissimo! Fortissimo!
Heading down. Lower. Lower. Now I can see you and only you for miles and miles.
You’re all I see. That’s you, playing with my horizon – it’s now a yo-yo.
Swing, swing, swing swing swing, everybody likes to swing.
This part’s the groovy bit. It’s like chocolate ivy
Green and timely,
Spicy spicy, it’s Morgan Wriley,
It’s check and time me,
I’m running fast. I’m clocking.
Look ma, Look. So fast.
First place. No, not first place?
Why? Why not?
This is when things get icky.
So residual lives. Residual lives. We’ve hit rock bottom.
My dregs, O my darling dregs.
How I have missed thee.
Conversations with self, duly noted.
Hopeful
Sometimes I think I confuse myself just to cheat my destiny.
Maybe I’m destined to avoid my destiny.
Crappy things no longer clutter my mind.
Only pastures.
But bountiful pastures without mouths to feed become barren as time goes by.
This is why I speak, this is why I seek.
Without my words and thoughts, my fields would roam between sky and sea, and remain uprooted until I return as a bird, motherless, so secure, so pure.
Do as you please, keep me waiting.
I can wait for as long as you can search for me.
Granted, I know that you’re on your way.
Draw me the map I was born with. It’s on my palm.
Assume there is no body, now you must drink that which has a shape.
Once stomached, you will be answerable to nobody.
Rijul Ray
Last but certainly not the least, we have Meghana who is a Journalism student at Christ University. She has also submitted a poem.
Truth be told
Dare i bear witness
to my past
to hope a bit
towards my future?
to erase the black
lines in the sand
to be granted “amnesty”
to etch lines of
gold in the sacred
stones that rule life?
There are skeletons in
everybody’s cupboard
that are best
left untouched
who knows how
they even got there
bearing a secret
of ironic shame
or perhaps of
a promise to
be kept and
taken to the grave
Sleep well ‘o’
ghostly ones
with grim smiles
for though shan’t
be disturbed
from thy eternal
sweet slumber
which thee chose
to escape the
world’s sorrows
In the end of
all life and living
it’s only you
who stands alone
as the scales tip
towards the road
you’ll have to
take for your
“PRESENT STORY”
to end at last.
Meghana Ravichandran
That’s all for today, my lovely fruits! If you want to see your work up on the blog like this, all you have to do is send it to us. If you have feedback for the featured contributors, just send in a mail and we will surely get back to them.