Satish Verma, 6 april 2015
You went blank on the line
between sand and water,
between seizure and assault.
The tribes have unwrapped their torches,
they are coming in numbers.
Who was going on trial?
Fierce fidelity is demanding vendetta.
The drummer announces the fight.
Justice parts the lips for
peace against tragedy!
The golden voice caves in.
Time moves as a profane octopus -
suckers clasping on the vital stomata.
Green blood oozes from eyes.
The truce was transient.
Childless earth throws up the flames.
Gert Strydom, 5 april 2015
Everything that I posses does not belong to me
but is a sign of Your love and great mercy
and even all my great and good deeds
do not make me free of Your crucifixion or of blame
and even though I do possess fame and respect,
that which I can become
is only the blessing that You do pour down upon me
and all of my existence,
even the most brilliant thoughts in my mind,
that which do carry meaning for me
You my Lord, do provide before I can ask for it
and does only come as a gift from Your hand.
Your great care is wherever I am
and You do regard everyone that I meet as Your own child.
Satish Verma, 5 april 2015
Neglecting the presence of choiceless
pain, I became singular and I said
I would not allow the life
slip through my fingers.
Looking inside, beneath the rags
of awakening, makes you to rebel
against the decadent forgiveness.
Belief in dying was a reversed nightmare.
Till the arteries explode in the limbs.
A robot kindles the hope to walk
without a brain and I grieve for the
death of a nightingale in the woods.
I will knead the invisible universe,
roll it to the stone wall of conscience.
Age will undo the million dreams
behind the creative shame.
Elise C., 4 april 2015
Hiding behind a thick brick wall
lay things that can't be told.
Feelings, feelings, sad, but true eat at my heart.
Things I'm to afraid...
to afraid to say.
Maybe I should speak things out
but it would hurt too much.
I never lie, but I'm holding back...
holding back that 'something' deep inside.
Never can I say, never will I say
no one can make me.
Elise C., 4 april 2015
And I'll watch you deteriorate before my eyes
and don't be surprised when I forget to cry
As fear lies in your mind, rest a sure things will NEVER be fine.
In life, broken glass cuts at skin very thin
Left un-aided will bleed, never allowing what it needs
I'll watch you bleed and make no sound, nor clean the mess on the ground.
Soft sound as quiet as a pin drop, words trickle out in a haunted whisper...
'Sometimes lost is never found...'
Elise C., 4 april 2015
And what's to happen when everything is done?
Do we go back to a beginning far away from where we are?
Will we fade from each other after each passing day or could our lives remain the same?
Speaking with a troubled tongue, I see that you are the lonely one, but from you I will never run..
Time is running out for words unspoken
will bonds remain unbroken or will our lives be shattered open to this world?
Elise C., 4 april 2015
Oh joy at what I heard!
Words I thought I miss heard, but suddenly it's real
I had a feeling it might have played out like this
Oh, how I only want you to be happy and how my heart feels when you are
I acted confused when I heard
while my heart was singing a happy tune
I'd lie, but oh how I desired this to happen.
Might be over reacting, but oh how much I'd hate if you were wrong.
You wouldn't have said such a thing if it hadn't crossed your mind
We all just want to be happy, but we can't find such in just anything.
Sometimes all we need is what we already have...
if we only give them a chance
Elise C., 4 april 2015
The earth shook
My heart fluttered with every word you uttered
I opened my mouth but couldn't breathe because my heart left me no words to speak. It sent out a beating rhythm of love tangled with absolute certainty that you were the one for me.
If a look could decide then the decision was made when we touched with our eyes.
A single glance blossomed a romance, a new chance for something the world could never handle
A soft touch was enough, never rough, to bring two hearts together that would never tether or ever be apart.
A new love, a true love...you and I
By a glance of eyes, love did decide that we shall stay side by side
Satish Verma, 4 april 2015
In a starry night
an adolescent thought starts
a rivalry. A baby moon squirms.
No hour was safe from terror in dark.
I climb the stairs breathlessly.
The great divide deepens in hearts.
Incisors bite the tongue,
grey cells bleed inside.
Thick ash has not stopped the cinders
smouldering under the veils of flushed peace.
Cupped tears wash the feet of death,
a caravan of words moves desolated,
cutting on the edges, before you say
goodbye to green vision.
Today I am pulling out the nails
from the walls. No hangings of departed centuries.
No portraits of exiled flames.
Only the face of truth, burning
at the interface of unthruths.
Satish Verma, 3 april 2015
Blackened silence was holding the reflectivity,
reality was on the run.
Exile was complete.
Dark secrets, standing on head
remained buried in your chest
absorbing all colors of sun.
A night remembers the friends
who went over the hills one by one
to find the pugmarks of panther
that was killing your infant biographies.
The world stood bodyguard
not allowing any immortality.
Your speech was clear, but unheard
in terror of burnt-out principles.
New sleeping cells are coming up for a
metaphysical revolt. A heron was
stabbed by soaring kites
in the golden valley.
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