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Satish Verma, 13 november 2023
I Was Not Green
Paper wasps tend―
to simulate. What
if death becomes a part
of our life?
I sent the message
over the hills and moon,
when you were gone.
Without pain, were
you ready for the ending
of life, when life was itself
dying daily?
The day lips crack,
little or nothing was left
to say the voiceless hymns.
Your truth, was beautiful.
Was it a real truth?
Satish Verma, 12 november 2023
Human Gifts
Moon was climbing
down the stairs for the
soul searching.
Red, yellow, blue.
Someone has to die
for the rainbow.
You pretend to be
innocent, sitting outside
your home. Time was up.
The feeling persists.
Something has left behind
to knit the two torn threads.
The future karma
still claims the oldest
hymns of dark.
I am not going anywhere.
steve, 11 november 2023
"Cold Heart"
What hurts the most is finding out.. that you "never" cared for me...
I thought you were my friend for life.. but it would never be,
Everything you've ever said.. has all been just a lie...
You broke my heart beyond repair.. and left me asking why?
What kind of friend could hurt someone.. the way that you've hurt me...
After all the times you spoke of love.. that I should clearly see,
There is no love inside you.. except your love for you...
They all tried to warn me.. but I couldn't see the truth,
You used me like so many.. that's just what users do...
And when there's nothing left at all.. you try to blame them too,
It's an ice "cold heart".. to crush someone.. and leave them there to die...
You took the shirt right off my back.. and never said goodbye,
For all the pain that you've caused.. and all the lies you've told...
Will someday circle back to you.. and hit you hard ten fold,
I know that I should hate you.. but I look at you and cry...
As you made greed instead of love.. your partner till you die,
You've lived your whole life taking.. that which you've not earned...
You've stepped on lives without a thought.. and left them there to burn,
I pity the person you've become.. and what lies ahead for you...
Because we "all" must someday answer.. for "today" the things we do.
George Krokos, 11 november 2023
A Sonnet For You and Me
Awake! arise! you've been sleeping too long
and following the ways of all the throng.
Look around and see what you need to do
and begin to accomplish something new.
You may even have to finish those things
entrusted with you and for all life brings.
Don't brood too much now or linger over
what could have been but instead recover.
Press forward with a good diligent heart
leave sorrows behind, take an active part
in those things presently before you cast
lest it be said you weren't up to the task.
Be ever steady with your heart's resolve
and in life do things that help to evolve.
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George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Simple Observation 159 - From a fertile soil and sun....
From a fertile soil and sun plus the rain of many showers
come the blossoms of spring and the fragrance of flowers.
__________________________
George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Simple Observation 157 - Any time is....
Any time is a good time for God
even though it may all seem odd.
___________________
George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Quatrain 169 - We all have the power....
We all have the power of will to think and freely choose
that by which we can gain or else that by which we lose.
Yet loss and gain are just one pair of opposites in a world of duality
where the forces of ignorance and knowledge rule as an actuality.
_________________________
George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Quatrain 167 - Look on the bright side....
Look on the bright side of whatever situation life has placed you
be cheerful and have courage in doing the things you should do.
To live in gloom isn't what life's really about or only meant to be
but a celebration and joyful endeavor in the spirit of discovery.
_______________________________
Satish Verma, 11 november 2023
Questioning You
To understand the body,
smeared with ash,
you will need wisdom.
Why did you want to―
translate the melodrama
of fingers, when hands were folded?
The silent scream
cleaves the moon,
and thousand stars
come to console you.
No compliments
were given to sun.
Will you tattoo my
name on your chest?
A caged cuckoo
wants to become free.
Satish Verma, 10 november 2023
Who Wants Eternity
In black sun
and white night,
I was ready to
breath in the arsenic!
Who was under
threat, I will ask?
The silence of the abyss
was going to upset me.
Can you stop―
these threarics, without
hurting anybody after
the unpaid debt of an
invisible devotee?
Drooping eyes
do not want to see the
setting sun in twilight.
Latest comments:
21 november 2024
Jaga
Gdybym ci ja umiała ;) Ale zanucić można jakby
21 november 2024
:))
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smacznego....
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nuty są? poproszę
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dzięki... :))))
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można się nauczyć ale po co...
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Jest nas więcej...
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Mnie deszcz zawsze kołysze do snu :)
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Szkoda, że nie ma już podpięć.
20 november 2024
To ja.
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