Short Self Infliction Poems
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The frontier of violence
strange land of our making
Wilderness of bones and blood
—buried in our fear
(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)
I'm spit in your eye
a boot in your mouth
rage in the hour of its finest
i drag my chains
a self infliction
I'm a thorn in the side of a god
an irritent that won't be shaken
Form:
Explosion, implosion,
tomorrow is gone
A new self-destruct mode,
old enemies throng
We’re now on the poster,
PUBLIC ENEMY ONE
The canaries all dead
—with zero the sum
(The New Room: March, 2021)
A Absolute wreckage
L Lights gone out in blackout consumption
C Carnage of gigantic proportions
O Oblivion through self infliction
H Hostage to addiction
O Obstructionist behaviour
L Liberation is possible
27th August 2024
A drop of water has no direction,
Until its introduction to a stream.
A streams movement will bend and change through its self infliction.
While,
A stream is unable to conform stray water:
It is shaped by such.
A car may control its own movement,
However, is constrained to the roads of its creation.
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Three Dead Gods
Jesus
The world according to Art
Three crosses
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Burdens
self infliction
caring, a full
blown crucifixion
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Three crosses burning
in mid day sun
I am ashamed
not because
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Two crosses are empty
only because there is one
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White lotus at red feet:
we will start self-infliction
explicating
with regrets.
After a rough night
the day was weeping.
From where the bread will
come, when you were playing
with a golden spoon.
This morning I again
dig a hole in heart.
Was the Mayan calender right ?
Why the sun is playing slow music ?
I am coming nearer
to a locked god.
Satish Verma
some say demons
I call them traumas
some say addictions
I call it self infliction
some say crazy
I call it misunderstood
some say boundaries
I call it protection
some say bad seeds
I call them unguided
some say thieves
I call it greed
some say haters
I call them broken
some say jealousy
I call it bitterness
some say narcissist
I call them wounded
some say enemies
I call them admirers
Self-Infliction 1
To show
not tell
the essence
of verse
Narrative
wording
the image
reversed
A rainbow
unseen
is folly
described
Each moment
explained
a feeling
— contrived
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Self-Infliction 2
Poetry done right
“is not a hobby”
Filling the hours
with time undone
Poetry from the heart
“is not descriptive”
Where words die orphaned
— and words die young
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
A Means To An End
Innocense lost to a lifetime of cost
And a childhood mistake
Don't lose your health finding yourself
Or deny the journey that you take
The truth didn't die, and neither did i
Though i tried to set us free
Held by the mesh in my cage of soft flesh
It cuts me more than me
Hoped time would heal scars too real
But the wounds bled again
Self-infliction is a sin
But it's all i can feel
Must suffer my buffer
A means to an end