Came 2nd in the Canada Poetry Association Contest

I wrote 5 poems, got them edited by Betsy Gordon in US and submitted to the http://canadianpoetryassoc.com/ poetry contest in December 2008.

I came second in the contest as the results are out on the site.

 http://www.canadianpoetryassoc.com/2008_contest_winners.html

Here are three of the poems (including the winning one) I had submitted. I will publish the remaining two in my forth coming book. "I know no Poetry fellows", which is my first non - illustrated poetry collection.

Denial of Destiny

Declined by a dismal destiny,

Deprived of the dearest desires,

Dejected with a depleted drone,

Denied, I drive in dawdling dusk.

 

Debtor of a deceased in Decatur,*

Debriefed by decaying debris.                       

Debarred from detaining a debenture,

Deceived, I despise the daunting denial.

 

Dashed by a demonic dream,

Delayed like a demonstrative davallia,*

Dazed by the dazzling deadlock,

Deified, I deny delusion by deists.     

 

Declassifying the dried like Dagan,*

Demanding the disband of all dacoits,*

Deciphering the divine draft,

Dying, I declare the denial of destiny.

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*Decatur – A city in central Illinois in the United States, where Abraham Lincoln studied.

*Davallia – A kind of fern. Weeds and ferns grow very fast, insistently demonstrating their presence, which motivates people to trim them down. Their growth is therefore delayed, though they grow again because their roots are unharmed.

*Deist – A person who believes that God created the universe and then abandoned it.

*Dagan – God of agriculture and earth.

*Dacoits – Members of an armed gang of robbers.

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 Synopsis:

There was a man who failed in business at the age of 31. He was defeated as a candidate for the legislature at 32. Failed in business again at 34. Lost his beloved at 35. He had a nervous breakdown at 36. Lost yet another election at 38. He was not elected to Congress at 46. Again, he failed to be elected to Congress at 49. Accepted defeat in the election for the Senate at 55. Was beaten in the race for Vice President at 56. Was again defeated in his bid for the Senate at 58. But was elected President of the United States at the age of 60. That man was Abraham Lincoln. This poem is dedicated to him, and depicts his struggles throughout his life, till he was elected President and later assassinated.

Seeds of Love

Glowing embers,

Juggling in palms,

Too hot to handle,

Too precious to throw,

Avoiding the dogmas,

And devoid of rituals,

Sowed by the Gardener                      

Into the depths of soul.

 

Waiting for sprouts                                

To emerge from skin,                                            

While cleansing the filth,

Sanctifying the mind                                              

To absorb the truth,

And anchoring the spirit                       

Nurtured by the Gardener                 

Upon the sands of time.

 

Pristine green leaves                                             

Blustering in winds,

Flowers bloom on branches,

Predicting the spring,                            

Hanging fruits of Love,

Enchanting the Gardener,                   

Who waits for its ripening   

To harvest infinite seeds.

   A Robot

I saw a facile robot, dexterous,

Trying to blossom a smile on its face,

but managing just to crinkle in pain.

Programmed like a machine, deliberate.

Efforts from the beginning till very late,

gathering only scores of worthless junk.

 

Lost in a labyrinth of mind, helpless.

Spending precious time in obstinacy,

constructing a huge pagoda of dreams.

 

Mimics other bots, instinctive.

Following them like one parallel pleat,

then shredding himself into puny rags.

 

First piles a heap of desires, distorted.

Later cries until tears turn into icicles,

piercing the sinews of his very soul. *

 

He continues to dig his grave, depleted.

While building new kinds of robots, as if

five billion like him were still not enough.

*Sinews: Cords or Bands of inelastic tissue connecting a muscle with its bony attachment; possessing muscular strength. In the poem it is referring to the spiritual strength.

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