Long for the tender tormenting touch of her slips, a vermillion vice of the abyssal depths that lay within the merest brush of her breath, a zephyr's caress that set aflame the parched arid landscapes of my wasteland as sighs hollow echoes whispered promises grew, the inferno of my longing raged, a maelstrom of need that threatened to consume all reason, all restraint in the swirling crimson vortex of those velvets, the boundaries of our recurrent reality grew tenuous, and the tyranny of the flesh held sway as the flexuous uncharted curves of your caress became the acid test of my resolve, dissolving the fragile, varnished veneer of self control, as the confinement of thy desires began to dissolve like gossamer under the scorching waxen sun of ardent, copious passion.
As we entwined, visceral privilege awoke, like hydras flourishing in some foresworn elixir, every casual respite yawned vacant, sucked into the vampiric vortices of intolerably testy discontent.
How provoking, this postponement of unbound reciprocity, tongue just grazing the tips of those plush velvet onyx lips, while catalyzing inveigling suspense
Categories:
catalyzing, dark,
Form: Prose
(for J.B.P.)
A polarizing figure
A catalyzing force
A man for all seasons
He’s a man called Horse
A strong man in the wheelhouse
A tall man in the field
No crow of ruin touches him
His constitution, steeled
What dragon of today
Could touch that mighty pen?
Demonized, lionized
All faces at once
Like Einstein or Picasso
An immortal eminence
His enemies can’t catch him
Though they try and try
Their straw-man feats of idiocy
Are quickly sent to die
What dragon of today
Could still that mighty voice?
And now he fights the dragon
Of an ideology
That seeks to reinvent the world
And up-end reality
But Saint George has his hood on
His chainmail and his flail
And he’ll take that sword to the cynics’ board
And remove the serpent’s tail
So to prove that truth can’t fail
What dragon of today
Could singe that mighty heart?
Categories:
catalyzing, animal, appreciation, hero, inspirational,
Form: Bio
Communication
Talking, Singing, Dancing,
Writing, Drawing, Praying,
Signing, Listening, Seeing,
Reading, Cooing, Touching,
Bridges in a list few,
That allow One to Two.
Or Expansion of One,
If the Ability to Be Common,
Is Ever Shrunk, Compromised,
The Feelings Become Numb,
We are Un-Mistakenly Downsized!
Laryngitis, Soundless, Sightless,
Senseless, Absence of Hand-Eye 'Ation,
Robs Togetherness, Socialization,
Leaves Us Cast Out of the Nest,
Pilfers the Spirit of Essence,
Drastically Diminished & Lessened,
But Perhaps the Worst Singleness,
Is to be Alone in a Crowd,
Where They Choose Their Game,
Foreignly, Ours is Not the Same,
Then, Sidetracked On Our Own,
We Grow in Dishes Petri,
Rhythmically Communicating Poetry,
Layered Verse Reaffirming Terse,
Each Syncopation a Prayer,
Gratitude Individually Communed,
Catalyzing December to June!
Categories:
catalyzing, celebration, cheer up, community,
Form: Rhyme
Silent empathy,
whether majority or extremely lonely minority,
without active integrity
is unvoiced noticing
without informed feedback looping
understanding resilient communication
mentoring
Who we call each other to become
in courageous solidarity,
curious about our remaining future fertile non-uniformity
Catalyzing co-acclimating communions
of perpetual becoming
co-empathically active
and more polypathically informed.
Sung empathy,
especially if simultaneously danced
in harmonic rhythms
and causal-effective rhymes
with reason
fertile seasons,
if polypathic integrity
grows most resonantly polyphonic
effluent,
Multi-laterally rooted
in ZeroCommon
prime bilateral
polynomial affluent communion,
healthy-wealth abundance
of not monoculturing disinformation.
Categories:
catalyzing, appreciation, community, health, humor,
Form: Political Verse
Trouble left alone hurts no soul
Endowed with enough wisdom
To score no own goal
When trouble turns vicious in the kingdom
Where trouble finger on the trigger of his machinegun
Slays intruders by the dozen
If wisdom devices from them run
Towards the avenger denizen
Who enjoys a repose by the busy bus
He drives at leisure
Eliciting from no intruder a fuss
That halts the flow of the pleasure
Trouble sips like a well-chilled red wine glass
To his heart’s content
Until a misguided lass of little class
Brews for trouble vats of discontent
Catalyzing him to erupt like the angriest Hawaian volcano
Spewing noxious Sulphur gases
In an inferno
That incinerates flower and tinder dry vases
To teach a salutary lesson
To learners willing enough to take heed
Of timely advice from the wise person
Who readily plants and germinates the wisdom seed
Whose fruit
Nourishes
The recruit
Who dishes
Out love to meddlers
Enjoining them to treat trouble with the respect he deserves
From finicky fiddlers
Who trespass on trouble’s preserves and reserves.
Categories:
catalyzing, poems,
Form: Free verse
The scent of ascent
To dizzying heights sometimes impelled dark nights
To invade spaces and faces that sent
Shivers and quivers that brought down knights
Drunk on ubris
Expecting fame
Catalyzing a crisis
Drowning in shame
From which no escape route
Drew nigh the harder knights beat chests
When the glint from their boot
Failed tests
Reliability and validity in human warmth
Couched in solemn language
Dwelt not in vintage cloth
That couldn’t and wouldn’t conceal the seepage
Emptiness in cold hearts
Wept
In radical ramparts
Kept
Multiplying in moves so inept
Peasants and passersby
So adept
Perceived as dry
Manifestations of lost souls
Without an agenda of sympathy and empathy
Whose gregarious goals
Suffered irreparable atrophy
Cos knights reforms they repelled
Advice for improvement they rejected
Friendly folks from vicinity they expelled
Until ubris pushed to limits of insanity knights affected, infected, respected and projected.
Categories:
catalyzing, poems,
Form: Free verse
Flamboyant petals of flowers of anguish
Blossom in full bloom in your garden
Sworn your seasons and reasons for bliss to finish
Your favourite abode and space in the garden of Eden
Flowers of anguish vow at all costs to steal
Sowing and catalyzing sterling seeds of sorrow
Grown and scattered in every cranny and crevice at full capacity to fill
Your every tomorrow
Into your bludgeoned back pricking, sinking and sticking daggers
Whose blade
Singes, serrates and severs your fingers
Purloining your serene serenade to aid
Seas and vortices of pain
Shaken
Sustaining, absorbing and assimilating streams and reams of strain
Forsaken and beaten
Your teary bloodshot eyes peer into a despair abyss
Wondering if life in your case holds any more worth
As peace of mind you miss in a serpent’s hiss
When all at once a vivid voice on the radio reminds you henceforth
God is in control
Despatching at once a good Samaritan your way
To patrol
And heal all flowers of anguish as on your knees you bend to pray.
Categories:
catalyzing, poems,
Form: Free verse
There's a new dawn catalyzing,
can you feel it sizzle in your soul?
Your inner being is rising...
Higher than mountains,
deeper than seas.
Harmony has been distorted,
like an origami dream.
Rise--
into your transition,
let go of old stones
from a crumbling world.
Use the sand
to build your inner castles...
We won't forget you.
Categories:
catalyzing, beautiful, butterfly, change, creation,
Form: Blank verse
God created our world
from a marvel words and sentences,
from one right and deep expression
that trembled,stressed and reformatted at all
the deepest foundation of this existence.
That had been found and announced
and light separated from dark,
and starting long terms processing,
coagulating Earth,
condensing water and so on.
Till the end He created Adam and Eva.
I am too abscessed with jealous to Heaven
trying to find truly words and sentences
that would help me to find out
the long searching path
leading to yours precious heart.
The key words that contains
one awesome scrutiny formula
that would catalyzing and emerging
yours really selfless and kind senses.
As for mine your name and surname
seems have been such great impact and influence.
Categories:
catalyzing, love,
Form: Verse
I've finally found it out.
It's a good one.
The greatest
philosophy of life.
It was so much easier
than I thought.
Like playing in dirt,
or falling down.
I have all the beautiful words
for it now.
But the worst I could do,
would be to write them
simply down,
simple as they are.
This would shake away the fun.
And all the intrigue
catalyzing seekers
of lost art,
would drown
in their weight of nothing.
Categories:
catalyzing, satire,
Form: Free verse
A transient smile lights up a moonless
landscape,catalyzing the woes of
labour of hot arguments. A fragile
peace prevails. When the plot thickens
let me count the bodies in the domain
of a wasted god.
Meanwhile I will get an interim sunless
day to find the mystery of believers.
A bridge had ultimately collapsed.
In the panic room, no image filters.
You continue to draw the nudes of goddesses
and distance yourself from the rubble of axes.
Battle-scarred earth throws up
a severed head of a patriarch
who refused to open his eyes.
Satish Verma
Categories:
catalyzing, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?