Short Unburned Poems

An angel
Fell down
From hell 
Today
His body unburned
With so much to say
He said the war was too much
And he wanted to try his luck
As a human and ask
For repentance
Get closer 
To heaven
To pay his penance
The honorable way...

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I’d followed the other path, 
said “I love you” more, 
left those bridges unburned,
forgot those grudges I bore,
hadn’t acted in jealousy, 
forgot about envy,
Would the world be better, 
if I had taken some secrets to my grave.
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there is a mountain 
one of 7 
in evolution
a rider is born
the rider scorches the world
a rod in one hand
a scroll in the one
there is a porch 
remained unburned 
laying in sleep
a hibernation lasting 
any number of years
forgetting not forgiving
a hand unseen
and only one needs believe...

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Standing on a beam,
shrine :
holding a black dawn,

my phoenix roving on dark river.
The bell still clangs ;
I hear the footsteps.

A weird thought
spreads out on peripherals,
makes holes,

the undone communiqué
of a war
between knuckles ;

the blind eyes 
lift the fallen globe
of light.

I move from tree to tree.
Who was left unburned ?
The sky was overcast.

SATISH VERMA...

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I've set our bridge on fire but I couldn't burn it down

some bridges can't be burned because they are made by love and love can't be burned away
because it is the strongest against enemies,fires,anything at all

when two people have that love,nothing can stop them

The bridge stays up unharmed,unburned

The Bridge stands across from the two lovers heart to heart,soul to soul

waiting to cross once more.......

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. for public domain

At first the Light was overwhelming,
no sense of self was found there dwelling,
no sense of end, and no beginning,
bright whirls only of endless spinning.

Gradually, a sense of self returned,
unscathed, unbounded, unburned.
Together with the Light it churned,
and both were one when we returned.

And now, neither one domineering,
and neither one found interfering,
we, blended as one, are pioneering
the blissful future we are steering....

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Words Often Hurt
Written: by Tom Wright
March 2015

Evil thoughts germinate like sprouting seeds,
Once birthed, as words, they’re released toward targets,
As unmanned drones to seek and destroy;

While the intended quarry may escape these scathing words,
Inadvertent collateral damage
To the launch site has already occurred;

Words cannot be launched, as projectiles, toward another
Without feeling the backward escape of unburned powder;
Tom
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