Crowdy street at cloudy day
Smiling solitudes in motion
Can’t discern a word they say
It’s the roar of the ocean
Waves and splashes that repeat
Their eternal symphony
Mute the sounds of the street
Where I’m happening to be
Someone’s left a printed text
On the bench, in this wet weather
I can’t tell what’s coming next
Sheets are damp, they stuck together
Saddest clowns steal my time
Why that famous bell can’t toll
I would love to hear its chime
Just before I get too old
I won’t get asleep again
When its time to say my part
Never cared about the rain
All my words I know by heart
It can be another version
Just a bit supplied redaction
But I guarantee the ocean
And some solitudes in action.
People in the queue, ask me
Why do I settle in solitude?
I do wonder sometime, that the world I belong
Has billions, able friends or foe.
Do I must continue solitudes?
As much as I love hiking in wilderness.
In my dreams or in my conscious mind,
I rather find one, that could never let me walk alone.
To me, solitude defines me.
seclusion is a retreat corner
Where my nightmare turns in to a burning oil.
Because, I talk, I weep, I reflect, all alone
Yes I survived, in solitude.
The reflection of my sorrow is
My submission to the one that I am accountable.
hitherto, I doubted, I lost hope in
Humanity, ever existed ?
Then I got back to the one that asked,
I said, sometime the four corners aren't always walled up
Still it is the dazzling star of all the stars.
Gleaming through the eye of every colours.
Savoring solitude’s a sweet sensation
a blissful moment of euphoric, elation
the marvelously meaningful meditation
a sacred savored spiritual vacation
transcending tensions I fly fleetly away
to spiritually survive, savoring silence
mentally waltzing upon my way.
3-24-2021
I put aside my heart where love betrays the nestled night,
And egotistical echoes fall short in their submissive stagger…
Sanctioned solitudes fill the antagonizing abrasive air,
As my eyes stare through the never-ending vapourific voids.
The essence of the love I held extinguishes upon existence,
Like a severed statuesque Idol I only feel the empty now…
My tangled tears run dry for I cannot wilfully weep,
Only the lachrymose rain supports me with solace.
Now stands before you the rigamortis ruins left to rot,
No sounds I hear, only entombments of a chambered heart…
No words I speak, enslaved by illusionary imbecilic love,
I am lost in the wandering wilderness of non-existence.
Aug.31.2019
Silence Poetry
Sponsored by: Silent One
Music...Butterfly Waltz
Music that will make you cry...
Piano & Cello duets...2013
With a female virtual voice
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
Selfish Solitudes
Dragon demons once possessed
Lingering lullabies of earth’s obsessed
Fallen Angels in the great abyss
Fractured fallacies of love’s first kiss
Emerald eyes parasitic pose
Seductive sting of the red-ed rose
Thieving tears that steal your dreams
Selfish solitudes of sensual streams
Dormant doorways of the deep
Obstinately open when we weep
Scurrilous shadows of nestled night
Sagacious shades of blackest white.
Dec.16.2016
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The questions hang like skin tags.
A broken mirror, stabs
during birth of time.
We have got to do it, save it
in its infancy, before it is submerged
along with the temple of fake gods :-
before it is plagiarized by the
polity. The wives were fattening
on art of running the state
from behind the curtains. Would
you like to sign on my skin ?
Your death wish ? I am washing
my sins today. It is bit cold
here in the blue lake of tears. Now
you can hold my arm for final plunge.
Satish Verma
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