Short Hed Poems

there once was a lad with a giant toe
was three foot tall who they all called big joe
he would always scream and shout
and hop and jump all about
for he banged that toe wherever hed go...

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The mess you made, was 
apocalyptic. 
How the debris streaks 
like a fireball.

The blood becomes 
a sheer truth. 
Moist, sticky on 
your hands.

Up in your sleeves 
the past hed planted 
many wrecks, 
You will not be able to retrieve.

The burnt-out roses 
emit a beautiful odour. 
The phoenix rises again 
from the colored ash.


Satish Verma...

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empty and forgotten was the boy with no ship , he had his hopes set on a vision that just wasent there , was the boy sad and only stood with his stare , sometimes it was all he could bare , as he frowned his nostrils would flare , and his feelings ignored as no one never would care . it was only him that stood lonley on the dock that day , looking out to waters that hed seen many times before. there he wondered isnt there more....

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I str-----------------------------etc  hed a second
just to see what it could be
Pu---------------------------------  ----lled an hour
just to feel the power
Took the ear of a year
till it wasn't here
Tried immortality
just wasn't for me
Time within my (shaped) hand
__________________a
moments just a f_________n
Beg the in
Bet the ween
befriend the end
Numbered by our arrogance
Let it free
given the chance
moments may dance...

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weeks months days pass by
like strangers on the street
never looking him in the eyes
or stopping to notice the
bitterness behind them
but the seconds the minutes
stall
and he feels them all
like needles in the skin
acupuncture for the soul
but this is all the pain
without the treatment
banality and triviality
and now redundancies
sadly appropriate
for the life he leads
doesnt it stop












hed like to think so...

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I lived in a world where i only watched 
Where clouds rise like kings'where sunsets bow like jesters before them 
And the moon watches hed been offered kingship once but he declined 
For power is not worth a monsoon 
I watched this world where the grass was meaningful where ants were always in Misery because the ground always trembles 
Where everything found an answer , why.
Now i see its not always this way 
Now i watch as the skies turn grey and midnight black swallows everything...

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Beat about the bush no more, oh hermit!
Listen to the voice of silence within.
Ignition in renewal, pulse perfect!
Simply go in! Rest imagination.
Shed off oh hermit, all inhibition!

Thirst for God connect, is all that it takes.
Handle all ego urges, which calm shake.
Rely always on divine assistance.
Opt for love alone and ego forsake.
Be free and joyous in divine parlance.

03-December-2020

(Acrostic Dizain)...

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