Climacteric Poems | Examples


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Climacteric

Tonight when you deploy 
the pillow to block the doors 
and the skin fails; a moon
      will enter by sealth from
      the window in virgin black night.

I will bring forest flames from 
where, adoration never stops.
There may be a disconnect- 
      when you kill the time; yet 
      turmoil rises with sensuality.

A fluid design appears 
in blue dark. There was balka-    
nization in the limbs. I grab 
      the waterfalls, climb the strings 
      and reach the bliss of a poem.	


Satish Verma

When Letters Dance On the Page

WHEN LETTERS DANCE ON  THE PAGE

  
 
“Disappear,” I said.
They denied.

Didn’t  the Casanova at the theatre
Return  my ravishing smile last night?
The burgundy magic on greys! 
 
 Ironed with botoxed shots
The dry asparagus turns glossy;
 Ready for the salad?

Midriffs declining, disappearing -
Decelerating; the passion of aping
A teenager for a climacteric  but works.

The dried raisins, falling leaves 
And the  faded  chrysanthemums-
Augmented, tucked in, liposuctioned.

The one  who was being stared at, 
Loses it all ;  the pretence withers,
The efforts in vain.

I loved them the most
But they now scare me- 
The letters  diffusing,   hyperopic.

Behind the lens, the zombies
Make me close my eyes-  the mirror
Was never so unfriendly.

Progressive, focal, horn-rimmed,
Rimless – nothing works. They just
Simply refuse to go. 


At the restaurant, travelator, bus 
My glory shrouds as I struggle to 
Settle the  glass diptych on my nose.
  
“Disappear,” I say to them.
They  deny.

No Que Sera Sera

Why do I feel depressed of late?
Is it something disagreeable I ate?
Is it the feeling of the underdog?
Or the feeling of a broken cog?
Or is it just the climacteric
Which makes my mind and body sick?

The feeling is undefinable
Makes my actions quite unstable.
Have a tendency to snap and shout
And throw, unwontedly, my weight about.
My views have become quite cynical,
Life’s become quite clinical.

“Things will happen as ordained,
Fatalism has got to be ingrained!”
But however rational I try to be
Just can’t accept “Divine Decree.”
And if things don’t move as I want
Am bound to continue to rave and rant.


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