The winners
|
| [code number] |
[name, if available, or phone number if submitted via Indiatimes] |
[The
text
of the
poem.]
|
| 53 |
Rohinton Daruwala (First Place) |
| stray hair on a pillow. a half-open book. cast-off clothes slippers cups glasses. 7 phone mins 17 photos 183 e-mails. the joy of a day spent collecting you. |
| 18 |
devashish makhija (Second Place) |
‘if'
if
u wr
a slate dusta 2
my blakbord nites
morn'g memries
wud b
chalk dust.
i'd dip a finga
scrawl ‘I ms u
my vowel'. |
| 32 |
Rinku Dutta (Third Place) |
Folded in your arms
I am a book
Willing to be re-written |
The rest of the short list, in no particular order
|
| 14 |
Rahul Soni |
Scared, I say I love you
after you hang up -
Whts spokn is nevr lost Im told
it trns grdully nto snslss nois
bt whn it rchz u u wll
b abl 2 undrstnd wnt u? |
| 16 |
Nitesh Tiwari |
| A jobless pigeon sits on a roof, aloof. Sheds a tear, gulps dwn his fear, as he quietly sees SMSes flyng, 4 da art he had mastrd, is slowly bt surely dying. |
| 17 |
John Matthew |
I luv u, he s-A-s
I'm 4ever yrs, 8ernally
Says she *ry I-ed
/haps v should t-I the 0
& B sori ever aft-R |
| 19 |
devashish makhija |
widend rd
v stop by a tree stump
he stares
long enuf 4 hs shado to gro an nch he looks up,
pnts at th
tree rings
‘papa look, nani's face' |
| 20 |
davashish makhija |
and suddenly the conversation
doubled up
fell
slow motion
into my cup of
coffee
she
reached over,
took my cup
away. |
| 25 |
Manjul Bajaj |
Oxytocins race,chase
Ndomorfins N10gle
Rage fast,furious,then yield
2 quieter hormones
Luv is no art
Mere kemicle imbalance
Thkgod 4 such perfect science |
| 31 |
Rinku Dutta |
The North Wind scatters
The leaves in my yard.
Love undoes me. |
| 35 |
Priya Pathiyan |
| U confessd u luv him; he sez he luvs nother. U try n hide it; it escapes in lil wisps. Tender tendrils: offrs of food, help, urself… Dam, u've blown ur cover! |
| 36 |
Priya Pathiyan |
| LOVE: Fr Kate n Leo twas deepr thn d ocean. Tina turnd it in2 a 2nd hand emotion. Fr u n me n all of dem, tis nuthin but a dollop of moisturisng lotion. |
| 39 |
Arindam Chakrabarty |
Luv is in the air…
Powered by a shade of pink,
Luv is now a network thing.
Luv is a no. u know,
Luv is wherever u go.
@49p per minute,
Luv speaks forever… |
| 43 |
Mayabhushan |
What is this heaven
Everybody speaks of?
My finger traces a line, along her back…
Is that it? |
| 46 |
H Monks |
A biologist named Swelley Grog
Fell in love with a dissection frog
Bestowed a slurpy kiss
On the amphibious miss
And converted his lab into love bog. |
| 65 |
number removed on request |
| a love poem is waiting/in the wings//poised to catch/the first thermal/of inspiration.//so make your exit/now. |
| 77 |
number removed on request |
| my last mail 2 u & there's/nothing left 2 say./what do u imagine the daisy said/when the last petal dropped? |
| 78 |
number removed on request |
| u said, lvng u/is like flying a threadless kite./& i replied, i lv u & i am incandescent./like all gr8 stories this was a long time ago. |
| 83 |
Shiladitya Chakraborty |
A Maruti
Makes love
To a Mercedes
In red light.
Headlights blink
And wink
Signals
Till the season
Changes colours
On the highway. |
| 84 |
Shiladitya Chakraborty |
A moment so delicate
Yet desultory -
He says, I love you,
She says, I'm sorry. |
| 85 |
Shiladitya Chakraborty |
Mother Hen gives up
Her egg -
No fight, no bid
For wing or leg
In defense of
Her unborn chick.
It is no trick -
Love must be paltry
In poultry. |
| 93 |
Rujuta Paradkar |
Sniffer
I wasn't a part of the revolution
The bomb was ticking
I blew it
I am just an underdog
Doing my job
On a rainy day |
