Short Insurgency Poems

My Mind and Medical Emergency

My mind made me have a medical emergency,
To meet God was met with  a severe urgency;
On Him relied;
This, I denied;
Sinned and needed wafer than wine insurgency.

Jim Horn...

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sky has no limit
earth has limits
overseas India-centric radicals' insurgency
one dragon, dragon's Asia, dragon's world
amidst global wars,is India occupation country spirit? world spirit?
will there be cross border aggression or war within country?
wear your soldier hat
be war ready
fulfill the call of duty for which you arrived 
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As a placid penny grips my total recall 
Brain wave insurgency from colorful streams 
Literary dreams
Psychic transport unfurling 
Following the beat of conflict 

This enthralling hypnotizing grasp 
Silent purging 
In an epic showdown between right and wrong
Gut checking realism the drama urges 

Man from wire, space to erase 
Start anew this karmic mercury 
This driving storyline underlying all...

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Origination of civilization.
Prussian descendant
Evolution of war.
Regime of terror.
Attitude of hate.
Tortured souls.
Insanity normalized.
Oppressed society.
Nebakaneezer's domain.

Insurgency.
Resistance fighters.
Abandoned hope.
Quagmire of humanity.
Idolized autocrat.

Frenzied martyrs.
Religious persecution.
Excavation of humanity.
Expensive vendettas.
Democratic seedlings planted.
Omniprescent ruler.
Multitude of horrors....

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There was insurgency-
in white night.
Moon will stay to witness 

the murder
of a golden leaf.
What was the promise of a ripe
language ? The yellow thrust ?
Keeping a date with death was not all important.

There were
lots of poems to be underlined,
preened and straightened. The dirt had
accumulated. A metaphor
will remove the stains.

Any confession will
take away the mystry. Who killed
the nothing ?

Unrelenting
the apples were crashing.


Satish Verma...

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My thumbs pressed on the trigger.
The M-2 bucked its load.
I squinted down the barrel
And watched his head explode.
An early morning ambush,
A steaming Luzon hell,
For Ferdi and Imelda,
Our Cold War clientele.

The mission was generic:
Suppress the NPA*. 			
It didn't really matter
Just who got in the way.
I carried out my orders
And did what I was told,
But Christ, the kid I wasted
Was only twelve years old.        

*New People’s Army – a Maoist insurgency...

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