Short Shiv Poems

Arthur

I recall my poor uncle Arthur
sitting on the stoop drinking vodka.
Aunt Martha pulled a shiv;
said he just couldn’t live,
then she boiled his cirrhotic liver

©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins...

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Buffalo 

Dark of hard carry a devil whisper on to the eyes of you 
Buffalo slow and down from shades of sound kik kik and kik to you crime cry for crime scene 

Buffalo you go we have learned lessons many in our past om naam sambu shiv sambu 


With love all 
Jagdish bajantri...

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Little Jack Brawner,
Stewed in a corner,
Eattin' some kind of crud all day,
Over came Noodles The Shiv,
Said, "Your food and money you better give!"
Jack yelled, "No Way!!"
He stood up in defiance
And got the merest glance..
As "Noodles" shived him in the gut...
Goes to show you,
That Jack was a friggen' nut....

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The stars that breathe,
Under the sky.
The breeze that spreads,
Through myriad disguise.

Over the shadow,
With the golden blue skies,
Into the ocean,
Pearls gather a light.

No words to be said,
Only silence to be felt.
The shades of infinity,
The colours they spread!

I feel, i heal
I flow with the breeze.
Of all i know,
You are the truth,
You are the sea....

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I am a prophet of peace,
A procurer of leaves; 
Catcher of breeze.
Visions of thieves?
No such disease
I live in the trees.
Free from taxes and fees. 
Share it with me?
Comparatively, believe
unless you're bereaved
to heave
a shiv
into thine rift
of sand that sifts.
I do uplift
my fist
to the outspoken
of wrist
to tap, even if a twit,
on this pit,
the internet skit....

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I don’t want any strife
None in my life
Perilous it would be
I would hate to see
The fear I would have
Cutting deep in my calve
Crying an option negative
For strife could shiv
My sacred heart
Forever impart
Don’t hate me
For being me
And freeing myself
From disbelief
I would fall apart
Losing my heart
From the terrible fate
You, on a separate date
I wanting to hold you
But your soul flew
Away
Today

Russell Sivey...

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Feeling to do 

Hands cry to handle the pain 
Hands touch the stone hard 
Hands slap the river of tears 
Hands hold the image of your 
Beauty 
Hands search the best time to think about you 
Hands doesn't give the real sense of kaam 
Feeling to do pary to shiv linga for the nature
 of kaamsutra in India 

Beauty hold the dream of many ancient 
thought feeling to do..... 


With love all 
Jagdish bajantri...

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a battered soul
forced to choose
between the way
dark paths obtuse

Accept defeat
no strain to bare
except the pain
is nothing fair?

why must I hurt
while others live
my heart has ridden
your callous shiv

the path I follow
seems dim at first
but light preceding
unrivaled thirst

step into swamp of sorrows
blight
swimming through agony
with the temptation to
end the suffering
end my suffering
and drown in sorrow...

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