Short Incompleteness Poems

lonely
huge emptiness
incompleteness rules me
heartfelt composition kills pian
hopeless...

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Complete loneliness
Singular polarity
Soul incompleteness


Submitted: 29/03/2022 copyright...

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Like having writer's block
Or losing pen and pad
Your smile out of sight
Is incompleteness laughing mad.

(for ONE SINGLE FOUR LINE END RHYME contest)
by kristen bruni...

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Incompleteness, the word is very complete in itself
For the reason, it gives rise to hope of completing it
For the reason, it makes you realize your mistakes
The biggest one! 
 It is the only reason for you to complete something
Undoubtedly the reason for happiness……...

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I have accepted myself, now.

In incompleteness, 
and all flaws.

The bunker was intent, 
on self-destruction. Why 
did you want to 
stop that ?

The prodigy will not 
walk with me, I know.
Yet my shadow falls in love.

A tear-washed poem 
was a good beginning.


Satish Verma...

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O thou shackled soul,
Fear Not the light for darkness is blinding,
Fear Not the blindness for vision is incomplete,
Fear Not the incompleteness for complete is tainted,
Fear Not the taint for disgrace is bigger,
fear but the strength of your fears,
the depth of your unconscious faith,
and the company of your tears....

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I let my beliefs down 
I did not apply them
Then who the hell am I?
Where's my identity 
Where's my dignity
Am I even a person?
Just a walking blob without a head and heart 
Instead of joy abounding there's overflowing tears 
Instead of satisfaction there's incompleteness 
Instead of filling there's shallowness...

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If only she knew what it was or where it lay
, The stain in her being, body, and soul.
 A mark that all seem to notice or even point out, 
She walked burdened with the shame of flaws, 
And an incompleteness she felt within.
 Shame, innate or imposed, she could not discern,
 Not knowing what to cover or change,
 She chose to hide herself entirely....

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(Based on the seemingly-paradoxical logic behind Gödel’s Incompleteness Theorem, in which the self-referential Gödel statement can only be seen to be true from outside the system.)

I cannot believe that this statement is true.
Don’t try to convince me; you’d turn my face blue.
I’m choked by its verdict whatever I do.
The freedom to see it belongs to just you....

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I followed the rain today
Through the wooded dry –
And when land crested
Caught only one drop –

I chased the sun today
Through cloudless sky –
And when day peaked
Caught only one ray –

I sat on a tree stump 
Under falling dusk -
Examining the vastness
Of this incompleteness –

And when night fell
Found myself saturated –
By the drop of rain
Placed in my eye to run –...

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I have made a resolution
To my ownself
To be always faithful
In my love for every soul
And do whatever I can
With my whole

I have set a goal for my life
To keep on struggling
Against ill wills
Of all the devils
Whatever the cost
I have to pay in protest

I have made a promise 
To my own soul
To follow the path of God
To face Him fearlessly
So that this incompleteness
Can reach its goal...

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Unveiled,
the moon will find you
after morose beginning
of becoming – me

Homophobia creeps in,
beyond the condemnation,
the incompleteness.

You walk straight in the arms
of contradiction, confusion
smearing the wall
with your crimson, nihilistic words.

Every other person
a demi – god
stands on your fears, sends whispers
down your ears.

To abdicate the colleagues
of dawn. 



SATISH VERMA...

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While looking at the vast blue sky,
I can imagine myself
Sitting against a tree,
Watching the sea
And hearing the sound of the waves.
It still questions my mind...
Why am I here all alone?
Why can't I enjoy the beautiful scenery
in front of me?
I feel incomplete from deep within
I don't know why I feel this kind of thing
But the incompleteness of myself bothers my mind.
And in the end..
I still question myself...
Why?...

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Let the untold suffering 
settle the incompleteness of truth.
You have to move out? 
making space.

The empty chair fills in 
at dark. I talk to my father, 
daily about the remains of life 
and falling debris.

A son does not want to 
know the futurity. A dazed poet 
will write the history of ruins 
which was younger than memory.

A resilience still brings me 
face to face with the gods of dead souls.


Satish Verma...

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There were subtle declines,
still I opted for incompleteness.

A fierce battle was raging.
I think to start my descent

in roofless castle of mania
to watch the self-destruction of a landscape.

Thousands were squatting on mud tracks.
till the dead rise from their ice beds.

Ghostly hands were building the fire
to send the rivers in exile.

Hunger will decide the fate of the earth.
Man was playing with the sands.


SATISH VERMA...

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