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Satish Verma, 7 december 2014

WHO WAS SEEKING THE LIGHT?

Your insistence to become
something, to overstay existence
was not fair.

On a row of white shrouds –
holding innocent beings,
death was walking barefoot, crying.

Between farewell and stupidity,
staccato, shooting questions to life.
What was the need for this achievement?

Fear was turning you against me,
to abandon the peace. Truth cannot be repeated
again and again. It becomes a lie.

No body knows how to bury
the deception. It is still dark.
Who was seeking the light?

Satish Verma

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Satish Verma, 6 december 2014

AGONY

Let me douse this flame
with tears.
My nightingale will sing no more.

Ringed by dragons,
I decide to tie knot with a tempest.
When the birds start dying

the frightened choir becomes dumb.
I wait for the butterfly effect:
the thought was deeper than pain.

Tension arises. I see the face
of a moon. Bound but free.
My security starts a guilt. It was immoral.

The forgetful, yellow bones of
a thin father, with a gift to fathom
the flute, takes hold of the wind.

Satish Verma

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peter haley, 5 december 2014

positivity

My eyes awake to a cloudless day ,weather man says rain's on the way
The day's gonna be a good day,I dont care what they say
I refuse to let the day ,start with a frown
Damn there goes the bread,landing butter down!!

I get into the car,not long out of bed
Thinking greenlight,greenlight ,Oh no now it's red !!
Now I just noticed the lights were left on
All of the night now the batteries gone !!

I rush and I rush and run down the street
And miss the damn bus I had hoped to meet
Calm down and be positive I will get the next bus
Got no money,all in the car left in all of the fuss !!

Not to worry I will just go back home
Just to see float past me was my garden gnome
I remembered the bath ,the warm one I.d run
Forgot left the tap on ,now look what I've done !!

When I turn on the T.V. the adverts are on
Well that's not a problem the electrics just gone
Ring,Ring !! your works had a gas explosion and blew it all to bits
With positive thinking ,I'd have been there!!, and that would have got right on my tits !!

( a little bit of negative can bring a little bit of positive)

me ...Peter haley

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Satish Verma, 5 december 2014

GOLDEN THRONE

There was a belief in street sense
for an extended purpose
of fire-eating.
Shadow of past was condensing
into future.
The ascending serenity had pockmarks.

Meeting your assigned killer,
in a dark alley for forgetfulness;
earth was ready to disown you
and the warriors were waiting
for an ambush.
But you wanted to enter the no man’s land of understanding.

There was a suicide
from the edge of a rock. I am.
Eyes were swelled with tears,
washing the feet which were immersed in flowing blood.
They hunted for the bones
to built a golden throne.

Satish Verma

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Gert Strydom, 4 december 2014

If only you want to be mine

Will I remember you voice,
when silence has come to all your words?

Will I recall your face,
your lovely inquisitive gaze
when age has set its mark
and the look in your eyes is dark
and meaningless?

Will I yearn for the warmth of you next to me
when you can barely walk
and your body is bent crooked
by the passing of time
or will pain and utter silence destroy
that part of our love
which still does remain?

Will I remember your quick wit
when there is no more of it
and meaning has turned to senselessness?

Will you know me still
when at the doorway of death you are ill
and beat me futilely with both fists
and then wrap your arms around my neck
when in rage no answers come to you?

Or will you walk out of my life
and forget that you are my wife
and live on in emptiness
in a world without heartache and strive
while I do love you still,
do comprehend whenever you are ill
and even if others think that we are lost
I am willing to go beyond the bounds of mere will

if only you want to be mine.

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Joe Breunig, 4 december 2014

Poem: Having a Swell Time?

A double-minded person is unstable in his ways,
caught between opposing opinions of indecision;
he is easily tossed about on the oceanic swells,
forgetting that Christ provides the provision

of calming the violent seas of personal storms.
For He alone possesses the sacred, eternal wisdom
that enables us to divinely live lives of victory,
as we “stand in the gap” on behalf of His Kingdom.

We can’t expect to survive- this cold world alone;
each day we’re dependent on God’s fair supervision;
He will make sure that our boat is afloat, protecting
us from all danger, twists, incidents and collisions.

He’ll purpose to keep us covered with perfect peace;
we’ll remain in one accord with no personal rescission.
All nonsensical misery and strife will promptly cease;
He’ll keep providing us guidance, love and provision.

Author Notes

Inspired by:
Jam 1:6-8; Luke 12:24; Psa 84:11

This a collaboration with Pat H. (from GS Poetry).

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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Satish Verma, 4 december 2014

DAY DREAMING

I was tired of reshuffling the stars
in silent night.
Will you come and stay with me
for a while? I will give you
my light years to reach the hurting valley.

Sit down beside me
and rest your head on my drooping shoulders.
Together we will cross the dark river
of doubts conversing with fireflies.

You are carrying my unborn children
in your deep thoughts.
Flesh, blood and bones
pain between the ribs
and arrhythmic throbs.

Small pebbles on the beach
we are dreaming an ocean in our eyes.
Waves are high and wind is strong.
We are ready to drink the blue sky.

Satish Verma

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Gert Strydom, 4 december 2014

Dear Lord, at times pain does fill my mind (Rubliw)

Dear Lord,
at times pain does
fill my mind and my heart
when my relationships falter
and yet You are the very source of love
and now I do ask forgiveness
for those I have wronged
and for those I
did hurt.

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Gert Strydom, 4 december 2014

Dear God (Rubliw)

Dear God,
this may seem odd:
I need You to assist
and I do know that You do exist,
at times walk up ahead to straighten things,
do take care of my belongings
but You are in the shadows
when I get blows
from fate.

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Gert Strydom, 4 december 2014

Dear Lord, when I do pray (Rubliw)

Dear Lord,
when I do pray
maybe you do record.
I do not know the words to say
but do notice Your help in everything
and although life at times do sting
and times come as they may
I read Your word
and trust.

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WHO WAS SEEKING THE LIGHT?

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Dear Lord, at times pain does fill my mind (Rubliw)

Dear God (Rubliw)

Dear Lord, when I do pray (Rubliw)

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