SAFARI INTO THE NOVUS ÉCRIVAINE

[PAVITHRA RAJENDRAN J]

There they lay,

Clusters of crushed draft;

Possessing locutions of my frantic hunch.

Conceived with vehemence &

Perceived with my imperfections.

The recited sagas might

Forecast my serendipity.

And often, the schemes of rhyme

Which I slip by time.

Now, the shattered heart utters

A stirring tale of vie.

Finally, C’est battle of thoughts

and words was over,

when the juvenile writer won.

WRITTEN BY,

PAVITHRA RAJENDRAN J

[Susan Katz]

Thank you for submitting your poem to be considered for Featured Poem.  It is definitely a complicated message and I will spend some time reading and rereading it.  I thank you very much for sharing it with me, Susan

[PAVITHRA RAJENDRAN J]

Thank you for the opportunity, Susan. Besides, it is a great work you do! Encouraging many poets who don't have a platform and recognition. Bon journée à vous!

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