Short Unsold Poems
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LIFE
incessant STREAM
HOT or COLD
SOLD or UNSOLD
in-NAME or de-FAME
side by side or beyond
a mysterious GAME!
-28/10/19 CTG, BD
Paintings unsold
children unfed
emotions ignored
storied unread.
Hearts on the sword
wars cloaked in red
purple-hearted pope
the artist is dead.
Silver lining,
pouch of gold
Last remittance,
past unsold
Blessing tendered,
pearl gateway plain
Fallen Angel
—redemption claimed
(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)
Old Family Photo Album
Family photo album
The entire family is long deceased
Album ends up in a thrift store
Full of beautiful family photos and history
Sits on shelf unsold
Gathering dust
Unknowing the known
was politics
of unsold thoughts.
*
This was-
cyberstalking. I do not want
to talk.
*
The game
has backfired. It has
become a land mine.
Satish Verma
The shape of my spirit,
the weight of my soul
To measure the longing
of wishes unsold
Tomorrow the color
of yesterday’s stain
The taste of each memory
—this moment retains
(University Of Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Expedience is ever close
Before a unseen world pose
To be smiled by a Father
Knowing a seal goes farther
In complete surrender
The example so tender
Unsold and kept hidden
A value worth giving
It is there men find
A voice so kind
The sun is up, heat unbearable,
He stands there rejected and miserable,
Slowly hope he loses,
as every potential buyer refuses.
His goods remain unsold,
His misery untold.
Swiftly the night approaches,
And his hunger encroaches.
He packs up and leaves,
Despite everything, he calmly sleeps...
Like you I get old,
Like you equal water hold,
I’m like you at core,
All vegetables here sold,
It’s just that I get tired more
And so, need to sleep,
We both date with death must keep,
You shrivelled, unsold,
I hungry when and too old,
As sowed so we reap.
___________________________
Tanka |28.08.2021|
When humans run from machine guns & famine, they morph into subspecies called refugees & aliens. They’re denied access, or caged & slapped by nations who flip pancakes for 24hrs & throw unsold sandwiches into trash bins. It’s amazing how silent the ticking clock is. Oh well. At least we finally know where Lebron’s going.
Curtain falls and curtain folds
Thus, it means all aching voids
(May they be carats of golds),
Be in mind buried unsold.
Happy new year everyone!
Hope that things are all well done.
Set aside your woebegone,
And start your new year a happy one.
Forgive and forget
And then celebrate;
And a sound mind, indeed
Is all you ever need!
An unmarried girl
in the wilderness
Any hopes of a suitor
are slim
Her virtue unsold
forever braving the cold
She waits for the promise
of him
An unpublished poem
in the syllabus
Any pressure to edit
unmoved
The words as they lay
both hunter and prey
To become what the future
— will choose
(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)
They interviewed the artist
inside her large blueprint mansion.
At one point, she criticized America
for being overtly materialistic.
Her painting studio was large enough to
house half a dozen desperados...
Instead, it harbored dozens of giant unsold paintings.
I was amazed by how bright a person could be completely blind to their own
devastating hypocrisy.
Order by offer
Ingredients do matter
Stuck in first trouble
Boiling some flavors
Pudding missed in sweet manner
Moulding successfully failed
Yet we feel give up
Deserve for a second chance
Re-mould done! Relieved...
Sit tight in a fridge
Naughty pudding had a plan
Mission to seduce
Tempted by its look
My husband eat for a slice
Mother-in-law scold
Naughty pudding finally win in its mission, well, one pudding unsold :p
You want their
affection
but your words
to disdain
I voted for you
thrice
and would do so
again
But the many
unsold
who vote
with their heart
Abandon you now
as your
ego
cavorts
Assuming
your schtick
is attractive
to all
You strut like
the ‘Emperor’
and naked
befall
Overlooking
the obvious
what the simplest
man knows
To be liked
is a mandate
and lost
— in your show
(Sunday Morning New Shows: February, 2026)