People treat me like dirt with
Judged envy, but I stand with
Confidence.
People called my beauty
Ugly of jealously, but I still
Stand with Confidence.
People whisper of my features,
But I still stand with confidence.
A parent tells the truth of my physicals.
She made I stand up.
In pinnate physicals, the thing,
moves like a stark terror
savagely. A primal fear
takes over, because dead don’t
speak. The bullet had passed
through chest. Mutiny of dumb
dandelions, lipless voices in the
sea of madness. Search for a missing
truth begins. The mass grave
contains the dried bones of renegades.
You remember the promise ? Who said
we will end the war ?
Listen, he bows his head, before
the trespassing starts to kidnap the
bed. Jealousy kills the snakes.
SATISH VERMA
In pinnate physicals, the thing,
moves like a stark terror
savagely. A primal fear
takes over, because dead don’t
speak. The bullet had passed
through chest. Mutiny of dumb
dandelions, lipless voices in the
sea of madness. Search for a missing
truth begins. The mass grave
contains the dried bones of renegades.
You remember the promise ? Who said
we will end the war ?
Listen, he bows his head, before
the trespassing starts to kidnap the
bed. Jealousy kills the snakes.
SATISH VERMA
Supreme Energy, fluid nothing, effervescent Om:
Structured universal life, matter’s unfolding cosmos;
Exhilarating evolution, expanding along the physicals.
Nirvana, fusion of the body, mind and soul in equipoise.
The body stays not, creation demolish not.
Material consciousness oscillates, Atma explores.
It is the eon of all embracing energies; a residuum.
The suffusion of energy, in flawless realisation of the Almighty.
The intelligent performs not, insentient live in freedom.
Awareness, initiating karma with inspiring exuberance.
Meditation the path to conscious, unconsciousness empathy.
Absolute truth, a vivacious re-allocation of consciousness.