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Separated Our Lives

Shadows were talking, 

we arrived nowhere. 

Text was smaller than life. 

Millennium hung on our eyes, 

rattling the long distance calls. 

Our house was ruined, 

multiple windows 

turned into walls and poems died. 



Your face has become an empty vase. 

Dismembered cast off 

in the corner of the…

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Added by satish verma on January 20, 2017 at 12:02am — No Comments

Untitled Monument

Beyond the self, 

is the freedom, unchained dawn, 

I am in a crowd of voices. 

Lifted by songs, 

a bruised truth becomes a rose. 

Choice was limited, 

I desired silence, middle path in night, 

under the lunar ecstasy. 



Nowhere to go 

I searched for tranquility, peace and light. 

Failing…

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Added by satish verma on January 20, 2017 at 12:02am — No Comments

Historical Grief

A perpetual war between 

frame and content feeds 

the fire! 

I step outside the house of thoughts. 

The death begins the counting and 

jasmines start crying. 

I hear the over-worn desert 

blowing the sand. 

A raw stone throws up a sculpture. 



Midnight knocks on the door were loud. 

Rain was banging, moonlight…

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Added by satish verma on January 18, 2017 at 11:11pm — No Comments

Tracks Were Obliterated

The spirit of hollow ideal 

was not the thing,

I remained inconsolable.

Truth demanded endless pursuit.

The helplessness of the beaten days

was unfit for the night of terror.

The false paradigm could not ignite the flame.

The shadows collapsed

and thoughts walked in dark

into the trap.

Perfect splash of impulsive drive,

and movement of matter

created hallucinations.

and the conduct of freezing moments

had no parallel.…

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Added by satish verma on January 18, 2017 at 11:10pm — No Comments

Holds Me Green

The cult 

catches you 

like a black hole. 



You cannot scale the walls - 

slide back 

in a crucible. 



Like fried insects 

crisp and dry. 

Witch-hunt starts. 



Sky was blue 

in eyes, 

winds will divide the space. 



Do you need a mediator 

to read…

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Added by satish verma on January 17, 2017 at 10:59pm — No Comments

Writing Its Diktat

Beyond the thoughts, 

nothing I mourned, 

nameless death was writing its diktat. 

The dirty epithets were accepted for collage. 

Simply a prayer was needed 

for a childless truth. 

Rudimentary terms owned 

a beautiful diction. 



The ultimate pain makes you dumb. 

Words lose the vision, you walk in a hollow…

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Added by satish verma on January 17, 2017 at 10:59pm — No Comments

Humming Night

The enlightment drops words, things 

I am at peace with the light, 

the sand, the river. 

The thought of non-being is subtle, 

touches a cord. 

Hours slip, silicon hardens. 

Grains of truth move towards essence. 



The thought of emptiness 

was very powerful 

I sit by myself, swallow a stunned voice. 

My hands…

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Added by satish verma on January 16, 2017 at 11:32pm — No Comments

Wet Landscape

A saddened rain dropp 

strikes me at the face. 

When town is burning, 

its dignity confronts me with force. 

A human clone rises 

like a smoke from the ruins 

of our nerves. 

Why the love has evaporated 

from our hearts? 



In new spread of palaces, 

upside down roots grow with regrets. 

The dark…

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Added by satish verma on January 16, 2017 at 11:32pm — No Comments

A Touch Of Class

The tree, the sky, the moon, of 

summer prick the eyes. 

We suffer majestically. 

The aberrations will 

now rule the city. 

Incorruptible winds 

languished in crooked lanes. 

A pale hand will paint the unlatched doors. 



When stars meditate in unison, 

moon upcurves. 

The blue becomes dark, 

my…

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Added by satish verma on January 15, 2017 at 10:18pm — No Comments

The Terrible

This terracotta urn 

contains the ashes 

of an earth-baked dream. 

You worship the setting sun, 

rape of dawn will continue. 



Intravenous entry of hope 

had failed. 

Outside the window 

crowd of heirlooms, falling like stars. 

Thoughts come and go, we hunted opportunities in vain. 



Tonight I will dropp the…

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Added by satish verma on January 15, 2017 at 10:18pm — No Comments

My Poems Wept

I had to let them stay. 

My anguish & anxiety. 

Denuding me, filling me with hymns of pain. 

The blank days drifted in slow motion. 

I tried to sing, 

imitating the cuckoo on the tree, 

to shake off the clouds from the eyes. 



Everyday the pain was new, 

dreams were old 

in the eternal churning. 

Grizzled…

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Added by satish verma on January 14, 2017 at 10:45pm — No Comments

Heart Unsnaps

You gave me a name without asking. 

History of my pain 

did not need any label. 

I recalled only 

the blooms of bougainvillea, 

not the heat which gave them color. 

My burned lips 

remembered only the dew 

and rear view of life. 



The total otherness of the moon and stars 

did not heal the…

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Added by satish verma on January 14, 2017 at 10:44pm — No Comments

Face Of Truth

It hurts, the abstract isolation of life 

emptying of self. 

The infection 

of water in the sun. 

A nameless pain annihilates 

the ascending desires. 

I want no more 

traffic of dreams. 

Only discovery of Being. 



Where the city had gone from the mirror 

of my poems? 

Streets had the…

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Added by satish verma on January 14, 2017 at 1:35am — No Comments

The Air Was Scented

The tryst with path, 

was full of voices of silence, 

confronting its wrath & revenge. 

Nothing was new, soft matter divided the winds, 

arithmetic of energy, 

faced up to its agony of spent life. 



Decently artful, 

you manipulated the clouds, its music, 

the bluebells went into trance. 

The shower…

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Added by satish verma on January 14, 2017 at 1:34am — No Comments

Insult The Death

Blows had blackened the mist, 

fear of crossing the road, dented the veil. 

‘Ism’ versus the boundary had a long rhetoric. 

I was struggling with scars of learning. 

Pain unwrapped the gift of rhythm with confession 

bitten by skorpios, blue and cold. 



Finding the cause does not solve the rigidity. 

Entering my own genome, increases the panic…

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Added by satish verma on January 12, 2017 at 11:17pm — No Comments

Benediction

How sad you had been 

without wholeness for the, 

price of having broken shoulders? 

The people were shedding their skins 

to wear new masks. 

I was haunted in my sleep. 

Sun was not rising. 



House to house from face to face, 

death makes a pause. 

Time sits for a while, when 

we mourn in…

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Added by satish verma on January 12, 2017 at 11:17pm — No Comments

Voor u om uw bruids couture inspiratie vandaan

Nogmaals,vestidos baratos, is ze bijna 100 verschillende stijlen ontworpen voor dit ongelooflijk prachtige collectie, dat is waarom we hebben vier onderdelen voor u om uw bruids couture inspiratie vandaan, te beginnen met deze! & nbsp; Er zijn stijlvol elegante jurken met kant, ruches en tule die brengen de klassieke detaillering in elke delicate couture jurk. Aan de slag op een deel één van de twee door Rosa Clara voor de beste trouwjurk inspiratie!… Continue

Added by Rachel on January 12, 2017 at 4:32am — No Comments

Bella Prom Dresses mettetevi un accattivante One sulla nostra vita

Prom è un evento insostituibile nella mente delle persone che ha lasciato una grande impressione della giovane vita . Anche se non può essere che significativo , ma quando stiamo invecchiando e più anziani , ci mancherà quel momento molto.

Uno dei grandi parti del caso sono gli abiti da ballo che tutti i giovani indossano ; tutte le ragazze vogliono guardare grande nella grande festa . Guardando bello può significare molti tipi di cose e tutto in base a ciò che si sta trovando…

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Added by Kingflower on January 12, 2017 at 4:01am — No Comments

Noivas: vestidos Da Dama de honra de vestir Mais diferentes formas e tamanhos.

Todos escrito NAS roupas de noivos Mais posts, é um prazer para nós partilhar a SUA história com você para ter UMA Melhor visão sobre Como trabalhamos e Como podemos ajudar a resolver OS problemAs de desgaste nupcial.

UMA vez que tinha UMA noiva que NOS contou desde a primeira consulta que ELA pretende ser UMA noivazilla:). ELA Disse que tinha esperado tanto tempo para ter SEU momento Como UMA noiva que ELA não Iria deixar alguém fazer escolhas para ELA que ELA Iria Olhar para trás com…

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Added by Gigliola on January 12, 2017 at 2:56am — No Comments

Emptiness Was Screaming

When your lies pretend to be truths, 

Your house becomes full of cadavers. 

The reticent progeny, 

you abandoned at birth, strikes. 

My hands bleed, lifting the bones. 

Actuality overwhelms the landscape 

like molten lava. 



Shadows in the sun, grow larger when, 

we are dissecting the truth. 

A daunting work to dig out the…

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Added by satish verma on January 11, 2017 at 11:04pm — No Comments

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