Satish Verma, 7 november 2021
Silence was so loud―
a pain ago, would you
resume me now,
between a scion and stock.
The sap had dried up.
A tiny human inside a pen
draws the borders
of bleeding lacerations.
Black mouths,
confront the grizzled gods.
I want them now
in water.
Suicide of a fig tree was
evident. It had eaten its
own figs. No leaves
were left now.
RENATA, 6 november 2021
;;Wesele ''- Smarzowskiego
Bawią się chochoły
bawią się warchoły
jak przystało na całość
Wilk sprzedawca świń
urządza wesele swojej córce
jakiś kibol grzebał w jej dziurce
-ale się kochają
-trzeba się tym zająć
i tak chleba i wina nie brakuje na weselu
Wilk ogląda urządzony w masarni spektakl
albo milion albo w eter
pomiędzy wódy kieliszkiem
pomiędzy życzeń śmietniskiem
pomiędzy żoną która chce odejść
pomiędzy księdzem a furą kości
tańczy murzyn tańczy Żyd
daj forssę bo będzie wstyd
Dziadek ma wizje wspomnień
o nieszczęśliwej młodzieńczej miłości
do żydówki i cały wojenny pogrom
przewijał się jak taśmy ogrom
nienawiści i krwi to my
Polacy jesteśmy tacy
nie przepuścimy Żydom
zazdrościom i różowym tęczom
my rasiści my Polacy
polskość jest święta
inność to przynęta
by sponiewierać i zdeptać
serce by mam pękło
i oko wymiękło
gdyby jakiś chochoł
śmiał uderzyć w POLSKOŚĆ
George Krokos, 6 november 2021
Everyone carries with them the burden of their karma
which is much like a field that is ploughed by a farmer.
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George Krokos, 6 november 2021
Success through a positive mental attitude is what most people need today
and the ability to realize good ideas which are for the benefit of all in a way.
Very often the inner attitude of a person reflects on the things that are achieved
and motives behind their actions don't match up with what they have believed.
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George Krokos, 6 november 2021
Man's stupidity
has once again been displayed
to what end foretold?
To find a vaccine
is man's first priority
for the days ahead
The instigators
of this world epidemic
to justice be brought
Of this pandemic
called the corona virus
deployed was by whom?
Biological
warfare it seems to be like
no one will admit
We may never know
if it was a weapon used
in a secret way
May God help us all
is now an ardent prayer
repeated often
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George Krokos, 6 november 2021
It's all our ignorance personified
we've called the devil and testified;
from the earliest days of existence
its been around with a persistence.
Not knowing is a thing we all dread
and strive to resolve this in our head.
So many people don't really succeed
because of the fact it's in their seed.
When in ignorance we're brought up
and groomed like a fatted calf to sup
that light of knowledge is almost out
and so in the dark we all grope about.
Only a few have learned to overcome
this dilemma that is so troublesome;
by going away leaving the rest behind
and use time to enlighten their mind.
Sometimes in the wilderness all alone
they struggle by themselves and groan
when fathoming the extent of the feat
but just so happen to make ends meet.
Divine providence looks after them all
as they learn to hear and heed Its Call
away from the mundane strife of youth
treading the higher path to the Truth.
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George Krokos, 6 november 2021
Sometimes I think that if ignorance isn't a virtue
then why are there so many people indulging in it?
And this will most probably include myself at times
when I consider how much more there is to know.
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Satish Verma, 6 november 2021
I will pick up the dust in
a swift scoop-from where
the stars fell and step out,
of the shadows of light.
A détente begins, between
the limbs and eyes, to hold
in check the flames
licking the doors.
How far was the moon
beyond the money's reach? The
man has bared the―
earth's womb, with skulls questioning.
The sucked out blue lake
runs for the shade of wandering
clouds. We divide the thick
silence with unspoken abuses.
Satish Verma, 4 november 2021
I will pick up the dust in
a swift scoop-from where
the stars fell and step out,
of the shadows of light.
A détente begins, between
the limbs and eyes, to hold
in check the flames
licking the doors.
How far was the moon
beyond the money's reach? The
man has bared the―
earth's womb, with skulls questioning.
The sucked out blue lake
runs for the shade of wandering
clouds. We divide the thick
silence with unspoken abuses.
Satish Verma, 3 november 2021
Your frozen words float
like flakes
falling from invisible lips.
Aimlessly I would
pick up the yearnings
trying to caress me.
Talking to me in
hushed tones, to give a
tang of silence and release.
The otherness, like a
silvery spider's web invites.
You wait at the edge, pondering―
To walk in or not. You
bite your tongue, cannot move.
There were suicides.
The cadavers talk.
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