So this old poem, written and posted on this blog earlier during my MPhil days, won a prize! Beyond the panorama, a journal operating from Bangalore, had a poetry competition on 'Lights' on the occasion of Diali, the fstival of lights, and this little poem won a prize for it!! I got a poetry books as a prize, along with a cloth stationery pouch and a handwritten note!
See the website here
This Amavasya night
This glow of candles
This lit-up darkness
Makes me believe.
Tracing your name
In smoke-trails with the phuljhadi
Makes me believe.
Green-yellow lights wind snakily in the lawn
Up-vine-down-trellis, strangely eerie
The burning flame in me grows stronger
Creating magic with quicksilver heat
the flame of my belief in you.
This is the flame which lights me regardless
All doubts scatter in surrounding darkness
Rangoli patterns my fingers etch draw life
From this flame which makes
This smoke-strewn, flame-strewn
Night holy.
I am the blue of the flame
Beyond touch, beyond reach.
Written by Shruti Sareen
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