Satish Verma Poet I do not know?

Vibrations

The battlelines were drawn.
While drinking the sun
I set myself ablaze

A hooded dilemma
of his kindness
starts boiling in chaotic dissonance.

A backlash stops a self-search.
Who am I and why do I belong
in the spinning of descent.

There were flames in every home
and biting dust of the moon.
Where the man will go.

The birth’s print and death’s answer
had the bidding game.
I was standing in the middle.




Satish Verma

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Sarah Seraphin April 30, 2011 at 2:45 PM * Psss. * ow and I should mention more clearly that * its only women that my heart loves * at least amid sexuals attracting ways * their just sooo very beautiful * bye}

Sarah Seraphin April 30, 2011 at 2:41 PM * Ooops * i mean women * sorry * bye again}

Sarah Seraphin April 30, 2011 at 2:38 PM * Ps. * i was told that * “Your Sweetness” * was bisexual and i too * love woman * take care lovely * Satish * bye}

Sarah Seraphin April 30, 2011 at 2:35 PM * intense * and i can somewhat understand this * amazing self and others searching poem * makes myself consider * Psalm 69 * and the passage about what should have possibly been became but a stumblings block * but only because those blessings were intended for caused it to become so * and then it became double time if, out of despairs maze they were to find * excellent verse amid the muse of profound * hugs and kisses * kisses and hugs * sarah