Short Cudgel Poems

Depression is a Nomad wanderer, searching for a hope to break
In that place of heartless, smoke-filled rot where even laughter proves to fake.

The Darkness is a bold intruder, a critique of one's existence, 
And hides in places, corners of gloom, an outcast from soul's resistance.

In the Café of Apathy, the face of dejection reappears, 
Taking up cudgel in bedrooms and bars, traveling through streets of tears....

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I'm going to try one more time
To write an intellectual rhyme
Some with complicated words
Most of which I've never heard
Words that cudgel my brain
So I can deliberate and strain
My antediluvian brain
To think from a new perspective
Endeavour to be more selective
Perhaps I should keep improvising
These sesquipedalian words are so misguiding
It would save much more time
To stick (or adhere) to my simple rhyme...

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There was a cryptic message
about a demise at the roof top
of a tree.

Blue sky would whip it up to a cock
on an ornate cloud of an ego
for a free fall from the moon.

Give leverage to the silence of a cudgel
to uproot the bristle from a face
of a fear; there was an ominous warning.

Ancestors of jar will pour out the honey
on emptiness of a truth
about the fiction of a planet.

Nose for nose, battle was on,
between tank and toe,
hand and pen.



SATISH VERMA...

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There was a cryptic message
about a demise at the roof top
of a tree.

Blue sky would whip it up to a cock
on an ornate cloud of an ego
for a free fall from the moon.

Give leverage to the silence of a cudgel
to uproot the bristle from a face
of a fear; there was an ominous warning.

Ancestors of jar will pour out the honey
on emptiness of a truth
about the fiction of a planet.

Nose for nose, battle was on,
between tank and toe,
hand and pen.



SATISH VERMA...

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