Us

Us

A Poem by Ishan Sadwelkar

Yours was a miscalculation

A defiant strategy

To customize death

 

A normal suicide

 

In the streets of my wintered town

I find many of your rivals

Straying sentences onto shopkeepers

Using intellect for bargain

 

Yours was a method

A realization

A scribble which looked different

On every different wall

 

What others frame as poetry

 

Is what we searched deeply

Not only in bookshops

But also in sewers

In butcher’s eyes

In the garbage of law makers

In the peeling promises of calendars

And more often than not

In the shadows of blank pages

 

Words were our only excuses

To knock at the wrong doors

At the time of the night when it’s already another day

But it’s still night

 

Ours was an experiment

Better failed than never

Nevertheless

A strong statement

For people such as us

 

We used to be writers

And classified individuals

Only till the time

Our fingers turned mute

And our pens were our only organs

To escape from one brain to another

 

It is now that I understand

Yours was a poem

And mine was a cluster

Of half felt meanings and verbs

 

Like reeds touching water

Neither blind nor deaf

But just about there

 

 


© 2010 Ishan Sadwelkar



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I could read this again and again. Your first stanza - wow. I'm in love with your form and talent.

Posted 5 Years Ago


thought provoking.

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is very deep. It brought forth many emotions for me as I read: sadness, calm, loneliness. I very much like this piece. Nicely done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Normally this topic would bore me, after the thought, motive, and incorporation of such activities in my everyday life...

But I must say this was well-enjoyed by Gage. Very descriptive and blunt.

~Gage

Posted 7 Years Ago


well done. i especially like "Words were our only excuses

To knock at the wrong doors

At the time of the night when it’s already another day

But it’s still night"

i truly felt that someone powerful had been in your presence and then left, and the loneliness and memories were taking over.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Wow... man, this one is good, and I mean really good. Just the opening verse...
Yours was a miscalculation
A defiant strategy
To customize death

amazing intensity and intent here on this one... I do believe the rating I am giving this one is current;y the highest Ive ever given any one. Very much looking forward to reading more of your work! Keep them coming!

Posted 7 Years Ago


sharp imageries...... stunning in its depth ~L

Posted 7 Years Ago


Does make one think. Very gripping first stanza. Well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


nice write, great job :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


amazing, absolutely stunning keep up the good work dude!!!!

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Ishan Sadwelkar

Pune, Maharashtra, India



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