Short Shrivelling Poems

Blooming into creation,
A life has started.

Bright colours alive,
A life has begun.

Shrivelling away,
An old life retreating.

Bright colours fading,
An old life ending....

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Fish dewatered delicious
is sucked dry with salt 
its flesh assaulted
rung out, and dried stark stiff.

Wishes like fishes rise in expectation
that hopes and dreams will flourish
but knock-backs, rebuffs and rejections
desiccate dreams with onslaught of salt,
shrivelling wishes, wizen to salt wish....

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Old age
Threatening near
Wrinkles on forehead
Lines on corners of eye
Netted crosses on cheeks
Plumps of fat
On protruding belly
Double chins
Hanging loose
Shrivelled hands and fingers
Resemble those of a cold blooded animal
Clumsy legs 
Staggering
Sinking eyes
Dimming
Exhausted brain
Confusing
A complicated world
A bleak future
For every oldie 
And it comes only once...

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How may we redress,
feelings we repress,
shrivelling our soul,
now blackened like coal?

Shortcuts do not work,
so let us not shirk,
cleansing of our heart,
which is where we start.

In thought, word and deed,
ferality weed,
all desires disrobe,
watching each fear strobe.

Stillness shows the way,
how we cease to sway,
to lower cravings,
as love grows it’s wings.

01-July-2022...

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O flamingo, your pink is fading.
Pick up the spirulina, it was caste-based.
It hits there, where it hurts more.

You were chasing, standing on one leg
salt was dwindling in the lake.
The stink unlike you is going to stay.

I am learning the hard way, the
blue island of ice is staying with a thread.
A sweet flesh comes from the mountain from other end.

Whose gold was melting now?
Sucking the milk tinged with blood?
Breasts are shrivelling in monoxide.


SATISH VERMA...

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