Audio Poetry Jukebox: An Evening Full of Perspectives


Do hear my new recording of my old poetry “An Evening Full of Perspectives” written on April 15, 2017.

It describes a theatre evening when I, as a theatre artist with my colleagues, performed a theatre format called Mushaira Theatre. This was the evening conducted by Poetry Social Bengaluru in collaboration with my theatre group Yours Truly Theatre.

Mushaira Theatre is invented and developed in Yours Truly Theatre by Sumit Acharya, Nandini Rao and Ashish Bhuvaniya. The format encourages audiences to come up with their poetry (written by them or anything they loved). We asked the small story around that poem that we perform on the stage improptu. The only advancement this has that the actors (we call them Kalashayars) exchange dialogues in Shayaris which are created on the spot. The format is based on another theatre form Playback Theatre.

Do hear it and share you like it. Your Comments are always welcome.

See you in the next post!

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Side-Effect Of Being A Non-Reader


Side Effects of Reading - 26
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The vitiated cast of Magta war

And unsung heroes who were behind bar,

Once somehow assembled in a cloistered book

To understand the legibility by giving an unpleasant look;

*

And as expected by the charioteer during ride,

The dogma was spread across time

And courses of chaos turned the events;

Now I am asleep with no hindrance!

26th poem of NaPoWriMo 2016 series!

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An Awkward Confession


An Awkward Confession 10Aug2015

An Awkward Confession

The wire of sentiments

Are filled in the people’s heart

They teach you so many lessons

But failed to process on the real quad

*

While putting the armour around their waist

They seek to believe on all those positive signs,

But when it’s time to fight

They will run back to the simple life

*

Huh! It must’ve been hard to

Make a void in their loop

With a pint of truth and cowardliness

They seem to be happy by peeping through their hoop

*

Between ‘The Sour Taste of Success’

And ‘The Juicy Sweetness of Failure’

They choose nothing.

And they sing a wishful song during their tenure

*

You could sip your plain coffee

By ignoring a spoon with a big sugar cube

Just need a bit of courage to dream

and avoid the future-awkwardness of facing You?

I Want to Follow the Rules


Last day of NaPoWriMo2015 Challenge and the score is 30/30. Challenge’s Nailed! 🙂

I So Want to Follow the Rules

Day 30

I so Want to Follow the Rules

What if

You go to top of the mountain

Take a sip of cranberry juice

And pour the rest on you to make a stain

*

What if

You go to office

Take ten grams of marijuana

And dance over your shit

*

What if

You go to some federal office

Take out some weird book with candles

Read out some black magic

*

I remembered

Those people told me to follow the rule

Then they went back to their strategy

And manipulate the terms with money-boom!

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Oh The Office


Oh The Office

Day 22

Oh The Office

Oh The Office!

Ahh The Office!

Take me up to high

Kill me on your shore

Bake me for the good

Make me to roar;

*

Oh The Office!

Ahh The Office!

What did I do to you?

Why is this insanity?

You call me funny I accepted

But at the end, just bring the moon to me

*

Oh The Office!

Ahh The Office!

Push to final phase now

Because we all are hungry

We don’t want any reasons or explanations

Just end this day of barbarity!

*

Oh The Office

Ahh The Office

I hope you are listening!

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A Walking Boy


A Lost Lyric

Day 20

A Walking Boy

I was walking in a garden

Like people cut in a second

One hundred trees;

The lane was clear

And my muse was empty

But I found there a sweet honey bee

I took her for the helping hands

But she bit me

And got her free

My mind was confused

My pain was killing

And the rain fell down like tip-tip-tee

I closed my eyes

And enjoyed the rain

But the lightening strike made me to flee

Now I was walking on a street

Like people run on a life

To become rich

My friend once said

Life is a song and we all are singer

Then why don’t you just sing with me?

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Bring the Good Old Days


A Beginner’s Guide to Become Human

Day 17

Bring the Good Old Days

Oh I am sorry!

Did I just open the wrong window?

You see the climate outside is soothing

One should be happy

Coz I didn’t follow tech-shadow;

*

The keyboard is covered on dust

And the freaking mouse did poop on it

It was long time ago

I maintained a folder with lots of paper

I had written all the chords on it

*

The memoirs could be shinier

If this photo album would become alive

The experience what I missed till now

Who will return those illustrious days

Oh the connectivity is high but the relationship died!

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