Deep Deep Deep @ metonym 2019

First place:

Surety 

On humming rubber along this white concrete,
Light hearted between the gravities,
Of source and destination like a man,
Half way to the moon .

The lightness is flightless;
Doubt has weighed anchor to hamper the pockets
Of my mind that are sure of things like
If the moon is real.

– Shwetha Philip, 3rd EJP

Second Place:

Love all the way 

On humming rubber along this white concrete,
Light hearted between the gravities,
Of source and destination like a man,
Half way to the moon .

Tip-toeing towards the fiery sea
Waves engulfing my sanity,
Far from the words unheard and songs unsung
Half way to the sun.

My eyes reflecting the blaze so far,
Like on the face of the sea, lies the secret of the moon, ajar
With bright eyes, blinkinglies, a huge leap,
Half way to the stars.

Love, deeper than the oceans explored,
Trust, breaking mountains, making new roads,
Fingers, writing letters for you on the zenith
and sent with love,
All the way to you.

– Shreya Ghosh, 1st JIP

Third Place:

On humming rubber along this white concrete,
Light hearted between the gravities,
Of source and destination like a man,
Half way to the moon, I ran.

Head and shoulders, hand and feet,
All decided to go freeze, freeze, freeze,
So, then I stopped the passing van,
got in and told them about my plan.

Laughing, they decided to drop me home,
And so the driver went vroom, vroom, vroom;
Back in the house, where no one would come,
I lay in a vacant and expensive room.

– Priscilla Bernice, 3rd EJP

 

On humming rubber along this white concrete,
Light hearted between the gravities,
Of source and destination like a man,
Half way to the moon.
I stared ahead at the void,
Feeling it sucking me in
Everything in me draining out
While I was
Deafended by the silence.
Blinded by the darkness,
|I’m halfway to the moon!
The path ahead is no clearer now
But something’s pulling me forward
I will reach my destination
Though I am only half way to the moon!
I am scared as to what I’ll find
Silence screaming back at me
Or the void consuming me
I might float forever
Identical to the millions already
Or I might drift back home
I know not what’s ahead of me
But I will complete my journey
I am already half way to the moon !

– Aiswarya Radhakrishnan, 1st CPE

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