George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Awake! arise! you've been sleeping too long
and following the ways of all the throng.
Look around and see what you need to do
and begin to accomplish something new.
You may even have to finish those things
entrusted with you and for all life brings.
Don't brood too much now or linger over
what could have been but instead recover.
Press forward with a good diligent heart
leave sorrows behind, take an active part
in those things presently before you cast
lest it be said you weren't up to the task.
Be ever steady with your heart's resolve
and in life do things that help to evolve.
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George Krokos, 11 november 2023
From a fertile soil and sun plus the rain of many showers
come the blossoms of spring and the fragrance of flowers.
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George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Any time is a good time for God
even though it may all seem odd.
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George Krokos, 11 november 2023
We all have the power of will to think and freely choose
that by which we can gain or else that by which we lose.
Yet loss and gain are just one pair of opposites in a world of duality
where the forces of ignorance and knowledge rule as an actuality.
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George Krokos, 11 november 2023
Look on the bright side of whatever situation life has placed you
be cheerful and have courage in doing the things you should do.
To live in gloom isn't what life's really about or only meant to be
but a celebration and joyful endeavor in the spirit of discovery.
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Satish Verma, 11 november 2023
To understand the body,
smeared with ash,
you will need wisdom.
Why did you want to―
translate the melodrama
of fingers, when hands were folded?
The silent scream
cleaves the moon,
and thousand stars
come to console you.
No compliments
were given to sun.
Will you tattoo my
name on your chest?
A caged cuckoo
wants to become free.
Satish Verma, 10 november 2023
In black sun
and white night,
I was ready to
breath in the arsenic!
Who was under
threat, I will ask?
The silence of the abyss
was going to upset me.
Can you stop―
these threarics, without
hurting anybody after
the unpaid debt of an
invisible devotee?
Drooping eyes
do not want to see the
setting sun in twilight.
Satish Verma, 9 november 2023
When sun was
preparing to die, why
did you ask for the
soft moons― crimson red?
Searching an
unmarked shrine of
an unsung hermit.
Why people come and go?
You would not catch
the mockingbird, trying
to be shocking, to reach
you, for a melodious song.
You just liked
a god, who had come
as a stream of light
from a distant star.
Satish Verma, 6 november 2023
Do trees quiver
in dark at night,
exploring their original skins
under the starlight?
Why do they talk
when we sleep?
Living is very cheap
and dying was expensive.
Would you mind
to buy death, letter by
letter in understanding
the market?
The Sunday moon was
always beautiful. You stay
on terrace to say goodbye
before closing the book.
There was eternal pain,
outside and inside.
steve, 5 november 2023
As I'm out here on my own, it gets harder everyday...
And I think about when you were here, the things I didn't say,
Every night is longer, than the one that came before...
And I feel as though I'm stranded, on some far and distant shore,
Our bed is cold and lonely,as I lay my head to sleep...
And I wish that I was stronger, as I close my eyes and weep,
The house just seems to echo, it's your voice that I can hear...
From times we were together, like reflections in the mirror,
I wonder if you have regrets, or feel the way I do...
For every single part of me, is still in love with you,
Tell me you don't care, that your not in love with me...
That all the years mean nothing, you just wanted to be free,
That you moved on without me, and you want it all to end...
And I'll disappear before your eyes, like "smoke upon the wind"...
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