like the full moon
seeking fulfillment
there i hung
dangling in space—
half empty—half full…
gradually
the tell-tale linking
of the gibbous moment
of truth’s awareness
came in the still of night…
then i realized
fulfillment is preceded
by life’s crucifixion
fulfilling resurrection:
it’s the emptiness
of life’s cross
that brings fulfillment…
once again i ink crosses
of words and pray
they empty themselves
and become
ascensions to the minds
of blessed children
anointing them with sacred
guidance…
we poets must never be
cocooned in non-metamorphosis
imprisonment of abject silence…
rather we must be evolved
liberated poetic butterflies
soaring life’s skies
pollinating them with divine
shared words of peace and love
and divine wisdom and guidance:
we poets must indeed
be ascended saints
of god’s cistern
sharing cups and saucers
of his shared words
nourishing seeking souls
with awareness
confidence and encouraging
inspirational spiritualization:-
The double-edged truth
had the exoticism. The blood was
in air. A blue bird draws
a red line, indulging in spiritualization
of a gray design. The testosterones
chart the trajectory in the flame
of the forest.
You deploy your army in zero
hour. Colored leaves start casting
the spell. You listen to the rustling
of skirt. Moon was walking in.
A pink sword and sharpened
claws. After the vulture hit,
the death wil swoop down on you suddenly.
Satish Verma
Love, how do we celebrate it?
Chocolate, flowers, candy, jewelry
But why do we love? Who do we love?
We love without knowing
Never thinking that they’re unawaring
Of the purity of the Holy Spirit
Lets look at the attention that we give it
We date with the assumption
That through our relation
A result will be spiritualization
Look at our education
The fortification our mothers and fathers built
Do we really want to leave them with society’s guilt?
Remember our relations
Represents our parent’s bonded nation
Yeah, its good to love
But what is it without the man above
Love isn’t easy as one, two, three
It takes commitment in order for both of you to be free
Love is easy
Love is hard
Love is trust
Love is deceit
Love is pity,
Love is sacrifice
Love, true love, real love is through him
LOVE IS GOD!
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