Short Omnivorous Poems
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Some deaths proffer life
Human hungry the store house,
Grave of many lives!
22.07.2020 Chattogram
Note: Omnivorous Human
Categories:
omnivorous, life,
Form:
Senryu
Crow caw synthesizer flight
enrapture blackest pit of night.
Rumble drum the saccharine fawn
cold craw stuck remnant
of omnivorous dawn.
Categories:
omnivorous, animals, death, introspection, life
Form:
Rhyme
The curves blush with love strokes,
Exploited moves in pure desire,
Over smooth silky indulgence,
Smitten by omnivorous dreams?
A shade to blend in crimson hues,
Voluptuous juices in frolic,
Fondled raptures veiled and crazy,
Tendrils circumscribed to bondage.
Raw love in the tender bites;
My pure submission to delights:
Categories:
omnivorous, lifelove,
Form:
Free verse
A flash point in ocean
becomes omnivorous
eating the boats.
The sharks unstick and
sleep on waves
for another abeyance.
Sitting on the wheels
of a tank,
men waited for the revolution to scoop
a scorched motherhood
where the children
were becoming missiles.
The light moves in circle
to find the mirrors
on a blue horse.
Satish Verma
Categories:
omnivorous, art,
Form:
ABC
Off in the misty distance
I hear a hungry woodpecker
Hammering with his head.
This omnivorous, opportunist
Breaks the silence of the morn
With his rat-a-tat-tatting
As if knocking on a door.
His persistent pecking
Will end with success
When he excavates
The hapless insect
A meal deservingly gained
But the silence won’t remain
Because he'll begin all over again.
Categories:
omnivorous, nature
Form:
Free verse
The frozen voice hangs on the
door. A crowd waits.
Midnight explosions
will start soon
to herald a benevolent sky-
for squatters.
In rise and fall of an empire
I won’t put any label
to generation drift. The
changing geography will
take care of the ashes.
A ragpicker will tell the story.
Ambulatory moon
had become economical, blanching
the stained dreams only
like our land’s wounds.
The sea of hate lies naked before us
to sweep the carcasses. I know not
how to become omnivorous.
Satish Verma
Categories:
omnivorous, art,
Form:
ABC