Hypersonic Poems

India ascent to mount everest

India ascent to mount everest
India known to be finest economy
But dead economy echoes nation-wide
India known to be military might
But india is outweaponised by enemy's hypersonic jets
India known to be emerging hindu nation
But no reincarnation,no salvation
does India suffers from activities deficit phobia,sovereignty deficit, phobia,height phobia?
india's highest peak expedition without getting eaten alive
Into the thin air,out of thin air
India ascent to mount everest

The Hospital Cat

The surgeon
had successfully removed his libido
and fed it to the hospital cat.

Corridors became whispering tubes
for I.V. drip pushing wanderers,
their pale bottoms peering out
like beluga whales through the cracks
of gaping gowns.

He dreamed often,
the drugs swiped his mind,
he was a screen, that with flickering ease
erased and replaced his life
with crazily narrated electric poetry,
a hypersonic buzz
that pretzelled his thoughts.

A nurse appeared to him between
the sensual waves that spayed across
his surgically mauled mortality.

She was erotically enhanced,
her trance-dance of sexuality
poured into his flaccid organs
like a shot of ice-cold Taquilla.

Once she spoke to him - just once.
Her words were umber honey
between his parted lips.

He struggled to understand.

Clarity came upon him -
"You're my libido."

He had forgotten about the cat!

She purred softly
as she adjusted his pillows.

Catching Zees

Zapped our eyes
ears     centers
not on a beam
                        unless
on a ledge
teeter-totter
                      in space

our eyes want more
                             or less
                                    either way
satisfies
the milquetoast

our ears crave hypersonic
                              or a hum
                   matters not

his horns levitate
left      and      right
           halos
 hooked over them

self-righteousness     he craves
when Christianity
behaves

dead are men’s spirits
around them
              a buzZ

Bright Uproar

en*L*I*G*H*T*ened babbling shocks
burst out of bubbling rocks
bright spots erupt over a smoldering landscape
(hot inflation begets Pomp & Circumlocution)

snowballs explode in a gritty paradise
yellow dust smothers moaning misfits
balloons hover over missing minds
(Look on the BRIGHT side!)

it’s simply a B*r*I*g*H*t uproar
skyscraping warriors lock & load
happily pull heat-seeking triggers
(taking out floating bull's-eyes)

Operation OMG has commenced!
guided by blowback from barreling behemoths
chasing mercurial probes flying with hypersonic ease
(gilded ghosts pierce an overheated stratosphere)

Phantasmagoria

A constant ringing in the ear.
It is completely insane.
Unrelenting and frightening.
I hope that it will leave soon.
are you aware of the adage?
Ear ringing refers to evoking around you.

Sparks that are dying, creating an abyss.
Casting life shades out of existence.
Loops pursue delight as their goal.
Bound to combine matters eternally.
Love soared to a hypersonic speed.

Written: December 11, 2022

Hypersonic Tsunami

I/you
is/am/was
a soldier of 
fortuitous (mis)fortune

a quiet
puddle 
piddling in
southerly sloth

a gnarly ghost 
galloping in 
whirling ~ twirling ~ swirling
electronic sandstorms

!---)))>>>--->>>)))---!

adrift in tortured time
submerged in 
the timeless slime of 
gaslit dumpster fires

a hypersonic tsunami
of repetitive rage
revolting within & against
a cadaverous cage

light is muted
visions are mooted
delusions get uprooted?
an unfortunate creature soldiers on


!---)))hTySpUeNrAsMoInic>>>)!

Summer Solstice Is Coming

given a double whammy
they wanted to double down
on double talk
   in the 
torrid gust

the summer solstice 
   its sundry insectile eyes
   seething with sultry scorn
in this weather channeled
   source of telegenic storms

seasonal shifts are
  lost in translation
poisoned neural flowers
  the root of 
rotting neurosis
  the Earth becomes
Venusian

 profoundly tragic
hypersonic horses
 fly out of the digital barn
they sail over the 
  northern hemisphere
firing blinding arrows
 into the dead brains

The Tropic of Cancer 
  and Capricorn
relax in the tropics
  the Sun lords it 
over the equator
  precession calmly proceeds
(23.44° is the Magic Number)

all is well 
in the best of all 
 possible 
 flatlands

The War Rages On

The War Rages On



The war in Ukraine
It rages on
More refugees,
More orphans,
Mothers with children
Trying to settle
In Poland,
The war in Ukraine
It rages on
The city of Mariupol
Nearly destroyed
Russian tanks
And missiles
Deployed everywhere
Hypersonic missiles
Attacking Arms Depot,
Apartment buildings,
Schools, even churches
Being attacked by
The Russians every day,
Innocent children
Have died,
The war in Ukraine
It rages on,
Poland taking in the refugees,
And the supplies,
NATO worried about 
what Putin
might do next,
President Biden issuing more
Sanctions against Russia,
Poland worried
Russia may attack,
The war in Ukraine,
It rages on,
When will it end?
Only God knows
And Nostradamus
Who predicted
A Third World War
In the 2020’s-2030’s,
He’s never been wrong,
The war in Ukraine
It rages on.


Celine Rose Mariotti

Storm of Starvation

Food shortage looms again the world over;
as war in Ukraine threatens wheat supply!
Globe faces the hurricane of hunger
due to hypersonic missiles that fly!
Modern weapon’s devastating power
lets both enemies and civilians die.
The rain of bullets coming from the gun
never lets mankind eat beneath the sun!

Missile Over Kyiv

There's a trail in the sky,
licked by the moon, like
blood vessel passing the blue,
thin lines on the horizon,
in frontier dust, splitting the land
with fleeting aversions.

In a moment of despair, hazy memories
of bustling tourists ferried to airport, looking down
for Maidan Square, with their velvety eyes, not 
the eagle eyes of a new iron curtain drawn by
every missile, their screeching noise whispering a
new tragedy; erased are memories of
east and west harmony, sapped by the hounds of
war, saddled on hypersonic madness.

At War With a Borer

How do I convince this angry borer bee
My small redwood stoop belongs to me?

He persists in buzzing my frustrated head
I'm trying to find ways to make him dead.

He flies faster than a hypersonic missile
I certainly cannot shoot him with a pistol,

I painted it with a bee-toxic redwood stain
But, as soon as it dried, he was back again,

I've plugged his holes with arsenic--no lace,
I want him to nest in a more suitable place!

Written March 23, 2022

Arms Race

Nuclear missiles
  as outdated as whistles

Hypersonic jets
  don't scare my pets

Multiple warheads
  won't knock you dead

The winner of my weaponry race
  two loving arms take first place

Trademark

I can’t seem to discard 
The sensation that comes upon me 
Whenever your around 
By no means 
Could I have anticipated 
That you would give me 
Such an luminous perspective 
On how it feels to be loved again 
So hypersonic has our relationship 
Matured and flourished 
What an astonishment you are
Did not presume a like you
Still would exist in this age 
You have subsided this rage
Within my soul
With jestures untold....

Enunciation

Entering into hypersonic gridlock
you become one of the crowd ;
remain devastated, slip into unconciousness,

defer to a calibrated emblem and speak
untainted. The debris was taking to the
street. The trees were drinking from

geyser basins, mutated restraint. The crow
was taking a bath in milk, to show that
it has no venom. Or rather no controversy

for a tedium death. That is the stripping of 
ambition, till the light arrives. Darkness
will reap the grains of sorrow. The fire

digs out the secret bones. You cannot stop
the whipping of skulls which were without thoughts,
when silence was bidding for lips.



SATISH VERMA

Mach Phive

Moch it not this rhyme of Mine
Four hear I say there come a day
when still we'll be in Peace.

Love vs not through time of ours
Four hear I say our mending stars
still the hour of fear filled hearts.
Peace will.in all ways full and filled
promises of friendShips among us
through the land between us. It is

Alive in a spiraling wind humanity
beats a kind and wise mind again
elevation gentle butterfly climbs
chimes of time in.chanting rhymes
were found in the round. OphiVe.
Alive five and in.Sprials Elemental
Phi.at Mach Speeds...


Hey...
Speed Racer. Can you trAcer
eRacer through Time while she
We.Writes!E.Tunes.AKey?Q.
.
~Know|edge|or|age~

~~Your choice All.Ways~
~~~Mach PhiVE~
~~~~Trixie went.HyperSonic~
~ ~~~~Then she bent.psycho.acoustic~

Then GEorAge said never rAge.
It never pays. Knots the days.
Machs the Way...
Enchanted Are, those who play
With GEorAge.TheWashingTone.
Oh! It is that.Wish.After All.
Rrrr
;p

---><--- 'innies' are on. :)

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