Short Knower Poems

Pleasured, to feel life’s warm embrace.
The smile, plastered across my face,
is evidence thereof.
Anticipation fills my heart,
Knowing in my knower, what waits:
another's smile, with love!...

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Picture your object with laser beam focus
Everything fades away except your object
Existence travels between the knower and the known
You are centered between the two poles
You are the relation that flows
You are a constant source of renewal...

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God you are the Most Majestic
Please make my thoughts futuristic.

God you are the Almighty
Solve my problems please help me.

God you are the Omniscient 
God you are the Sufficient.

God you are the All-knower
Help me please make me wiser.

(Amen)...

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If you've recently watched Jeopardy, Austin's a mind blower  
With unbelievable knowledge and a delightful antics ogre
Keeps all of us watching
Big dollars he's notching
But someone will end the reign of this brilliant all knower...

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In silence,
Just where I am
Just, where I sit
I utter no word 
I think of no word, yet 
I am known!
Who knows then…?
Who knows, that
I am not speaking?
Who knows, that
I am not thinking? 
And doesn’t the knower 
Need to be known?
Who watches?
Who witnesses?
In silence
Who am I?



Michael...

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Queen of my dreams, oh! my love,
Up in the sky and the world above.
Instant touch of winds make me feel,
Caresses of you, again, I appeal.
Knower of unknown, send her back,
Watching from above, to fill my sack.
Ice-cold have I turned without you,
Take off the veil, from the blue.
Take turns backward or else I’ll die
End up my life, no more sighs.
Death completes all, no more cries....

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The world in generality
as to the knowledge of known knower
in between reasons, senses and perceptions
is a matter of clarity
on becoming merry
as oppose to being merry

The matter of worldly parameter 
is of dictating representation
of liberating indoctrination
in attaining truth
despite the contingent sublimity
and deciphering the apparent symbols of parables
in order
as if by fashion
to arrive to an indubitable state of merriment...

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The pungent smell of dry 
smoldering leaves, greet you 
when you cross the road.

The knower has become
unknowable and I start collecting
the pebbles, a remimder
of lost childhood.

Somebody has kidnapped the 
art of the nocturne. The 
songbird will never find the moon.

When you are under attack
you run faster,
to drink the speed of dust.

It was a case of intimidation.
Invisible ghosts were demanding
their bricks of gold.

Satish Verma...

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I'm sorry you can't hang,

but to get the lead to sustain,
or a weave to remain- 
here is a divide we must range...

To get high is to bang-

get over on the main?

One cannot hide in the fame-

take the most slender poker to exhaust the knower,

excusing any lost hats,

there's even more once you go slower.


This kind of work was once a grow-word,

centered in the file,

thrown out to invent,

but instead grew moss,
and an entirely new font....

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Close your eyes, and start to hear
Upon a moon-lit night
My words of love, whispered near
Through darkness to first light

Feel my arms surround you there
My breath upon your skin
To fill you full of loving care
And take you once again

Walk the dreams that we both share
Embraced by perfect love
Let's leave the world and walk on air
To a paradise undreamed of

I am always with you everywhere
My soul is part of your own
This love we know so very rare
The knower and the known...

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