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Gert Strydom, 24 february 2014

You are wonderful

You are wonderful and sometimes full of mystery
and at times I do not understand you completely
but your smile, your laughter and the things that you do say
are treasures that no money can buy
and I do not want you any different.

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Satish Verma, 24 february 2014

IRONY

A severed hand on my shoulder
wrenches it off.
You sit on a toadstool
to measure the depth of grass.

A raven scans the earth:
nothing was left to eat.
The hungry urchins had
already punctured the garbage can.

A live show of committing suicide
will take place tonight.
To become silent in roaring noises
was the outcome of a dive.

A terrorist in pilgrim’s pouch walks past
a bomb. The wires reach in the schism
of a faith. Again you cry in your skin
for sake of a forgotten god.

Satish Verma

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Greg, 24 february 2014

The Coward's Homage

Black soot ferments
Deep within the grounds
From which rises the depths
Proportionate to the horror
Of an internal spectator

Personal tragedy:
Raging against the unconquerable
By duty
By essence

Rail the box car over the tracks
And fall it will
But to stay on the tracks is a path to hell
So fire and brimstone
Against which none can avail
Only ease the suffering of lonely stagnation

Of intrepid intimation
Of that with which there is no intimacy
Like lightening that illuminates the night
In which emptiness rides essential

We are gathered here today
To pay homage to the Holy Nothing
The blank slate of immortal change
That resounds like rapids
Against the expectations of a more permanent time

A flow that breaks is the work of cowards
Torrential rain comes to me
To batter my soul
As a black rose attempts to grow
At least to be a battered ram
That maybe to one could show
That blooming is not only the martyr’s dream
But that the martyr is the conscious failure
Awareness that knows of the intimate
But has taken the wrong path
A path requiring courage
This Awareness did not have

So I drift away into chaos
For divine order is only a shadow
A pulsating wound
From where flesh was gaped open
On a sense of trust
That left me soul broken

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Satish Verma, 23 february 2014

BROKEN PROMISE

Who will deliver the blow
to hissing winds of red hot skin
when burning desert hits the green trees?

Life flows through fire in the shadows
of cloudy peaks. I resume living
in the bodies of other people,

I am not myself. And change must
come in the garb of numbers,
in the mode of nothingness,

like the horns locked in the middle
of the road, raising dust and hoofs
two bulls fighting in the ruins of widespread

culture of politics. Only slogans give
the clue to black power of flesh. A
dispute does not settle for the last rites.

Neither burial nor a funeral will take place.
Only bones will give rise to a flower bed
where ashes will read the history.

Satish Verma

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Greg, 22 february 2014

Order-Confusion

Turning over itself in passion
The river comes to wait
Another moment that rushes by
To wash ashore and die
Stagnate in the finite realms
Bring peace with violence-unity
Awake from the rhythm
And prepare to march

Bring the light
Shout down
For what is the fire?
For what does the ground
Stand beneath your feet?
With what purpose of vitriol
Does the river come to stop you ?
And place you outside
Oh offensive one
You stopped to notice
And brought shame to your name
By becoming outside-to be dry

You have turned to a reference point
An untold lie
That comes sweeping up the riverbanks
To send pain to the maiden
The worshippers of the holy river
That is the manifestation of holy war
Come to the final rest
And set peace in the light

Grab a fork
It’s time to eat our well-deserved food
You have earned your keep
As a being of darkness
A fondled loner
That comes crashing round
As essential sustenance
Gave rise to yourself
To bring death-to God?

What have you done
Oh darling child!
You have forsaken faith
And brought time into being
You have become finite

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Joe Breunig, 21 february 2014

Poem: The Whisper Inside

In my quiet morning moments,
I seek Your Presence today,
wanting time at Your side.

Without You, I can do nothing;
this is a sliver of Your truth
and not a statement of vain pride.

Still hungry for more of You,
is my heart’s humble claim;
don’t let me remain… teary-eyed.

Long ago, I accepted Truth found-
in Your Word, there are answers
for overcoming problems in stride.

Despite simplicity of my ideals,
I seek a fruitful life of success,
with Your sacred principles applied.

During these times of imposed solitude,
I long for the sound of Your voice,
the softness of… the whisper inside.

Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Psa 46:10; 1 King 19:12-14; Matt 6:33;
John 8:31-32, 15:5

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.

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Debadarshi Panda, 21 february 2014

Conversation!

Thy rhythms find your error-
With this; vivid creation of lies!
I behold! Soul crushed in battle-
A scapegoat of your lies, I hold.

In temples, prayers, rituals-
I didn't find! Her reflections!
Oh Muse! Drunk with her optimism;
In ungainly smile, broad on faces.

Of hunger, loss when she finds me solace-
My days come to a halt-follow
Yours emergence, Long I did
Overlook! Mortal frames, limits- hollow.

And declare, soul is the preach-
I promised; sanctity-beauty of her eyes!
In dusty dawn to crowded lifts-
I see in this world, Faces smiling and shy!

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Debadarshi Panda, 21 february 2014

Departure

Never did you look back
Princess of the painful spring
With tearful exuberance, for long-
Waited for the moon, sequencing.
O’ Lord!
When they gratify the worth;
Of those brittle truths in masquerade-
For the virtue elsewhere, far ahead-
To eternity, with my feverish sigh.
They have descended, from the darkness,
For mirage is not true, itself-
While she reclined, to the mass,
Away from the light of the sun.
Never did you say, Values of pain
True for the world into ploys of cost;
Least humanity could be the voice-
For they can never see the heart!
Not blessed with those Vision-
Whose smile reverberates in galaxies!
Of my little world, whose beauty is truth!
Ecstasy! Moves with my pilgrim soul-
For that is never altered-
Never be traced!
The Reunion of a Crescent Departure.

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Debadarshi Panda, 21 february 2014

Dreams and Will

My dreams run to your thought!
In hurried morning, eager sunset!
Upon the thin veil of darkness,
Pains bloom into silent beat!

Crossed, for fervor is the virtue-
I disown- to smile at her broad smile,
For ages and hence, behind the world;
Burst with lies, despair, cries foul.

And forget! My race is thy victory-
Over pain, mistrust plays the music-
Oh! Muse, of your blissful Smile-
To fill those dreary beats to life ecstatic.

And the songs find it to heaven in harmony!
With your arrival, in winter chill-
For faith is the virtue I owe-
In you to confide my immortal will.

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Satish Verma, 21 february 2014

MOCKERY

Entering into deathless trance
the moon was galloping across the clouds,
clad in blue winds,
for a spiritual encounter with the sky.

A saint in making,
a grandson of god,
retreats in a religious retreat
to taste a forbidden pain of separation,
without surface love.

In a see-through transparency
the arrogance juts out
parting the tall grass of the assault course.
The prophetic self-absorption will decide the destiny.

The segregation of caste had ultimately
blossomed. Matter is generating energy.
Cosmos of a single dewdropp reflects in sun
The dry loaves are thrown on the street.

Satish Verma

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You are wonderful

IRONY

The Coward's Homage

BROKEN PROMISE

Order-Confusion

Poem: The Whisper Inside

Conversation!

Departure

Dreams and Will

MOCKERY

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