How the Gratiaen was won and where it got us

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Everyone knows when Isankya won the Gratiaen.
When Vivimarie won
Everyone knows even the judges.
Life goes on. A cocktail, no love, no hatred.
But these are all less dubious than Mythil’s secret.

And hello, I want you to stay,
So, that you will find me hearty loving anyway.
When the last aunty swoons, spends the night
With she knows not whom,
Ousted lines of literature creeps back into my room.

There were turtle doves and oysters
When the writing came of age.
I saw you lost and confused when I saw you
Turn the page. You looking back at me, unable to close the book
Cos if you closed what I’ve written you will have to take ma look.

No, then, do I care whether you see
What I am fighting for against? When all you come to see
Are dresses in the night, heels tapping on the floor,
They return with broken bids back to
Where they were coming for.

These worldless cases. Some dateless day, They say
I was in the paper. A misquote worth half my breath,
A thumbnail as if I’m fighting death.
Till I find you — unaffected, nursing a smile
The world humbled on your side.

Gratiaen Ananda



2 thoughts on “How the Gratiaen was won and where it got us

    What I C said:
    September 9, 2010 at 1:15 pm

    Desperation …!! BUt u r ryt abt Vivi and Isankya..

      VK responded:
      September 9, 2010 at 1:51 pm

      Desperation? Please.

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