'cubics' are
...non-perfect...
linears shaped by
...iron like...
consistencies in
...iron-ics...
of thought as
...reflections...
that manifest
...chisel-like...
cutting edges
...to contour...
some concept into
...an idea shaped meta...
for the actualities of some
...reality thats passing by...
stans sand
Categories:
cubics, analogy, butterfly, creation, symbolism,
Form: Free verse
A frame
lifts the skirt of a portrait
and throws her genitalia
on your face.
A twin blast has taken place.
Why did you stand for
eclecticism ?
The fables will miss you
and blue horse
will not return home.
The naked feet
will roam on grass, when
shoes will ask ;
what is the miracle ?
It happens once a while.
Reified the colors into pink
thighs – for every word,
cubics
stood undressed.
Now the table waits for you.
Satish Verma
Categories:
cubics, art,
Form: ABC