A howitzer does not shoot flowers
Missiles are designed to kill
A battlefield’s not for tender hearts
Innocence with blood is spilled
Howja geddit by firearms?
Gotta back to Semtex rams?
As the world warms
societies suffer dying fams
Letcha now my Lucid
Insanity and conflict did
Homes were demolished to rid
Livelihoods rubbled unsplendid
Why ju tay kit the life driven
Kissing catalyst of counterbidden
Every whisper hafta fill emotional burden
Wanna dance oh handmaiden?
This is so aptly my meow
Howzit going your salty war blow?
Whajoo do with it till now?
Begging in peace row
Walking tall to move
Wrapped blue groove
Gotcha embark my love
Lemme in and go my hove
A face is rapidly tightening
Because a foe’s is brilliantly brightening,
Readily finding excitement
In his all-of- a-sudden disappointment.
A decided lurking behind concealments
To monitor enemy’s survivalist movements,
With sighs filling the air at all noticed improvements.
Dislike is a Junior Officer
To Top-Ranking Hate,
Dislike the les abominable howitzer
That does nerves grate…
Hate is usually at home with an enemy’s overkill
Or vaporization to the cloud,
His earthly sojourn bringing to a standstill
And chances ending for missions proud.
Dislike would subjects leave alive,
Save ones who into murky waters dive;
Hate the ear assaults with non-amorous verses
Of Die! Die!
And to the conscience keeps pushing truths
Consisting in Lie! Lie!
My heart fizzles on feeling your presence
My body like a howitzer that fires love shortly to where you are
Trust me I'll handle your heart carefully, it too nice to be broken
My love for you floats on mediocrity and sinks on brilliant romance
I'm an ocker to any other girl that comes along
So let me rest in the haven of your arms
Don't worry about the other girl she was my mentee
Desert all the niggle of doubts you carry with you
You're the air that I breath, leaving will leave me dead
On seeing you my heart twirls from left to right
I hope you concede my proposal 'days to come'
My love for others was a bogus type, to you is a genuine one
And maybe the stars could fall on having you tonight
Accept me and consider having the moon to yourself
A 'YES' gives us an island of your choice
I'm sorry if it sounds like lies, I'm being 'true' to you
We awaken to another morning and life's all a bloom
All that was pre, became just a blip in our past
I know for I that leaving life's previous tomb
To enter another would just leave me aghast
Time after time after all that we've been through
Trials and tribulations that traversed our days
Moments, yes moments that we appeared to be true
Wowzer, howitzer, that we soon became strays
Argument after argument that continued for hours
We're like exploding devices that tore us apart
How can we defend such deplorable actions
Not what's expected from the alleged two smart
There can only be one answer, that's to never
And then it all stopped, now we're finally -
.
and a mobile howitzer (a mortar track)
had blown-up,
nothing remained, except the flattened
bottom;
and what was left of the crew, you could
have scooped up with a spoon:
and when I asked the priest, where their
souls had gone; those that heard, sucked a tooth
and called me a "goddam hippy,"
SAUCER
We are proud of our newspaper “Saucer”
They say It will never be a pauser
Words run like pigeon
From every region
And deliver truth like a howitzer
Use a sledgehammer to crack a nut
Use a howitzer to blast you butt
This was the rule of Timmer
He was a creative beamer
Put fire to his hut in imaginative smut
Hindemith hindered her hibernation hopes.
How hansome harmonies hurt.
They hint at her lonliness, her homelyness.
She hunts her heart, hankering for a humdinger to hold her here.
Honour? Him?
Her hand hits a howitzer.
She hears him.
It's heady to hold.
But perhaps better to let go.
Ready the gun, action to the rear!
the 105 howitzer should give them something to fear!
why hadn't sergeant felt the toss?
the men jumped out
among each gunner
a shamed face shows
for each of them
already knows
we have their position!
prep the munition!
he drops his hands
and stops his commands
Sergeant sees his worst fear
the gun was lost
it was no where near
one single tear
fell from his eye
without our gun
our men will die
A fragile pistillum sways to conceal
the sperms in pestle. Unilaterally fired salvos
were increasing. After the dig, bodies in the
debris were popping up daily. There
was no truce for brothers in arms. Struggling
to hold on the humanism, anger was rising
from the white paper.
A sense of lost is weaponized. There is
a mix of solemnity and hurt. Pacemaker was becoming
a slave, will not respect cadence. Obscurity
must take refuge. The golden lined clouds
were enduring the sun.A howitzer fires at moon.
It was time to find the anchor, shoving aside
the mortgage of life.
SATISH VERMA
Battle weary joints in intuitions arrayed lines,
Reconnoiter the ballistic armor dish,
Spy work encounters soft voluptuous designs,
Muzzle lifted arrogant projectile as gripe ball?
Overshoot or underplay enemy rights,
Miss fit charged by the trigger happy brigade,
Blooms and bottoms out in fine rivalry points;
Self propelled guns to leave unfired shells around?
On the home front Howitzer powder monkeys,
Rest in peace to pleasure new silent glitches,
Old stories of their valor and fighting skills,
Victims of love bombshell hits, in stun attacks.
A fragile pistillum sways to conceal
the sperms in pestle. Unilaterally fired salvos
were increasing. After the dig, bodies in the
debris were popping up daily. There
was no truce for brothers in arms. Struggling
to hold on the humanism, anger was rising
from the white paper.
A sense of lost is weaponized. There is
a mix of solemnity and hurt. Pacemaker was becoming
a slave, will not respect cadence. Obscurity
must take refuge. The golden lined clouds
were enduring the sun.A howitzer fires at moon.
It was time to find the anchor, shoving aside
the mortgage of life.
SATISH VERMA
Our leaders being Neros
scamsters are our heroes
Even judiciary is not above reproach
For justice whom shall we approach
Dishonesty has become national character
Not a day passes without
gherao boycott or stir
Where are ye patriots who fought for freedom
Look! we have made mockery of your martyrdom
Every year new scandals come to light
Then unprobed recede out of sight
Poverty debts and slums multiply
Yet ministers short distances in copters fly
What is our national symbol asked someone
I told him: It is dear Howitzer gun
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