Short Teflon Poems

Bullets, they do rain
Down from the heavens
Have no doubt
Their fallen, engraven

With your name 
Sprawled 
Across the casing

Spent shells
Hit the ground
Ring out
Bells in repentence

Teflon coated 
Words of forgiveness 
Piercing the heart
Of those less dead...

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Chilly atmosphere has made me rigid
No longer flexable or able to bend
Teflon heart
Longed for heartfelt whisphers 
But got concrete and steel
Built a fortress around my tears
No one can penetrate this broken shell
Withdrawing into solitude
Residing in my own private hell....

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What am I?
I can stick to any surface except Teflon.
Yes, I am an animal and I stick by my toes.
I can bark, chirp and click.
You heard me correctly.
I live on every continent except Antarctica.
My eyes are over three hundred times more sensitive than yours.
I kind of look like a lizard to some.




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I am a gecko...

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To confront his terror 
he changed the game 
plan for a mystery dive.

The custodian of a flame 
will show serendipity. 
Sun was enveloped in a dark matter.

The Teflon  has disappeared.
You will remember the things-
you did not understand.

Someone nips at your heels.
You run faster. The evil 
was flying home.

The house was in disarray.
Give me a comb to keep 
the dark figures out.



Satish Verma...

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  Finding excuses, child’s play
    Just wish your mistakes away

  Never a rainy day for you
    Compliments only and trophies too

  You’re the best there ever was
    At least that’s the ‘round here buzz’

  You hit a friend smack in the jaw
    Not to worry, no one saw

  Insulted your teacher after school
    Her hands are tied, that’s the rule

  You’re the Teflon kid we all love to hate
    You’ll get yours someday, just wait… 
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"After Gandhi there are left anyone for speaking honestly"
                                  V. Putin  

Yes, I know, 
how help you
and save yours teflon image
of steep national leader
in eternity.

You must start reforms 
immediately
in all post-soviet area 
where you so busy and artfully
have kept stagnant regimes
for own benefits and glory.

If you could not do that, 
people told about you tomorrow: 
he was certainly steep old boy, 
but better not born and our time borrowed....

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