At this very moment lost in life, predictability
Mind is a mess chaos reigns, steadfastness
Fighting with myself shut out, convertibility
Not through lack of confidence, faithlessness.
Honesty best policy was perfect, vulnerability
Perceived to be bureaucratic, crookedness
Looking into blind darkness is not, gullibility
Rather an inclination to, open-mindedness.
Fatalistic properties impress on, observability
Eternal bliss unlikely basis, straightforwardness
My own admission incurred veto, ineligibility
Life’s knowledge diminishes to backwardness.
Into the abyss keeps tumbling, infallibility
Round and round remorselessness
I’m tired now must keep sleeping, insatiability
In the morning truth is coming, unpreparedness.
Executioner asks any last words, foreseeability
And then comes the answer, breathlessness.
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20/11/2020
Categories:
remorselessness, allusion, death, depression, lost,
Form: Rhyme
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All of them are unforgettable
Each in her own way
Now I face the regrettable
And what remorselessness has to say
Their names are etched upon my heart
As their faces fade to misty darkness wrought
Fate and the future played well their part
While by callousness was I taught
I shouldn’t have said or done that to her
My soul should have ruled that out
But far too often does a farewell occur
As I left them all drowning in a sea of doubt
Youth calloused my soul as blisters formed
Blisters and boils to suffer I
Outside and within me thunder stormed
And woe to the way I made those poor women cry
I was hardened as selfishness ruled
While tried I to temper that steel might bend
As a woman’s wit with wisdom dueled
Until I caused another unforgettable end
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Categories:
remorselessness, angst,
Form: Quatern
Standing on a hump,
a chilled remorselessness
of a shadow trauma climbs out of a sealed
grotto of infinity
like a vas deferens, spilling fiddled lies.
You grope for your identity in griping
acceptance. From the umbilical cord
the pink flesh brandishes a monster.
You forget the vowels in a solo monologue
in a tormented accent, muffled
in bleeding throat. Take my ears
for cosmetic therapy, which killed my hearing.
Between blindness and tidy rocks
I am walking discreetly to count the
digs of mysterious armless truths :
disappeared in the pages of history.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
remorselessness, art,
Form: ABC
Standing on a hump,
a chilled remorselessness
of a shadow trauma climbs out of a sealed
grotto of infinity
like a vas deferens, spilling fiddled lies.
You grope for your identity in griping
acceptance. From the umbilical cord
the pink flesh brandishes a monster.
You forget the vowels in a solo monologue
in a tormented accent, muffled
in bleeding throat. Take my ears
for cosmetic therapy, which killed my hearing.
Between blindness and tidy rocks
I am walking discreetly to count the
digs of mysterious armless truths :
disappeared in the pages of history.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
remorselessness, art
Form: I do not know?
Who beckoned the beast forward
Stirring within a darkness found
Covering the shadows of evolution
Where the sands do not fall
No inkling…
Lumbering forward he lurches
Westward on a destructive swath
Painful in staunch remorselessness
Devouring serenity unsparingly
Laughter echoes…
Obliterating all yet sparing life
Clawing over obsidian ranges
Shrouded rivers of flowing blood
No escaping or resisting
Manufactured divinity…
Crusading of envelopments plague
Unceasing war of casualties
Flawless insight
Perfectly executed battleplans
A losing victory…
Savvy smug accomplishment
Every birthright now victimized
Still among us obscuring eyes
Warring campaigns concluding
Destiny dissolved…
United we are peoples many
On a marble spinning as one
No flight from his warping grasp
They will come praising his name
Civilization…
Categories:
remorselessness, history, life, philosophy, social,
Form: Free verse