The existence of the Greek profile,
the gods of Olympus...
The Roman Nose Sculpture
the handsome Etruscan athletes...
the wonder of the print
Nordic of Thor,
the typical brunette
of the Latin Lover...
The black gods, black beauty,
Asian exoticism,
the Arab mystery;
All peoples are magnificent
all types... but the most harmonic shape
it is among and among all peoples...
The most harmonic shape,
the admirable people... Woman...!
astonishing people, Woman...!
Malta puts me in high spirits,
always have me twisting at the first sip,
languishing its energetic erotic spike,
total elevation only can you see!
awe! alluring gestures floats off my tongue when I am on my Malta.
©Al Juman 11/13/2020
My frontal lobe is tickled by your exoticism,
Making one understand why choices made are extreme.
My talons grasp onto what I understand to be true,
Yet your grasp is mines true intention.
Your feathers itch and in my mind tick, tick, tick,
Tick tock self-loathing is eternal when I am in your arms.
Even as I sit here writing, you’re pecking at my poise.
Picking apart the pieces provided for promotion of personality.
“Alliteration is an amateur’s facade for failing phonetic frolics”
It says.
Yet to an extent I appreciate you, you ground me oh feathered monster,
I learn from you and I yearn for you but keep you at distance.
I pluck what I must from you, my dear poisoned beast.
I take control of my own life, from this day onwards.
The fragrances of the past,
deeply disturb my unconsciousness
as they violently posses my memory
wiping all clean present and future.
As I wander pointless,
in search of all sorts of exoticism,
I miss the scent of her
that has passed thousands of times,
in front of my eyes.
A region of large treasury covered by sand
most massive in the Middle Eastern geography
and a peninsula, known to be the world’s largest
is the origin to the fastest growing faith
and a home sustained by absolute monarchy
Conservative ideology, well crafted into lifestyle
diffusing such through the medium of horses,
and exoticism well symbolized by camels
with Mecca and Medina the center of its holy shrines
It may be the last follower of women political empowerment,
the world’s largest domain without flowing water,
or a fighter to alcoholism, birth control and homosexuality
but not left behind in technological adventures.
Beauty and strength, lies in this kingdom of Arabia.
The double-edged truth
had the exoticism. The blood was
in air. A blue bird draws
a red line, indulging in spiritualization
of a gray design. The testosterones
chart the trajectory in the flame
of the forest.
You deploy your army in zero
hour. Colored leaves start casting
the spell. You listen to the rustling
of skirt. Moon was walking in.
A pink sword and sharpened
claws. After the vulture hit,
the death wil swoop down on you suddenly.
Satish Verma
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