JOE POEWHIT

GOD OF BLESSINGS

Black widow spiders and morality - good luck-they just want that bug in the web.

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Sara Lokken, Sara Kendrick

RAGING MOON

Sara Lokken :This is very existential. As inward as the child is, the child inside you is not dead. Listen to Enigma's song, "Return to Innocence"- you can only accept love as that child. -Sara

Sara Kendrick :Interesting question in first stanza third line. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

Sara Lokken

THE TWILIGHT
This is beauty itself. I loved the beginning... and the metaphor of the "beats of heart will not wear a sword now" and "clayey mood" is very original- I understood that. You have a real gift- I love sifting through the soul behind it. -Sara

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Sara Lokken, Carol Brown

A FAMILY DUST

Carol Brown : I thank you for writing and sharing your poetry with us here at PoetrySoup Satish. I offer you warm greeting for the New Year with best wishes to you on your writing endeavors in 2010 whatever they may be. Love, Carol


Sara Lokken : I am getting so much from this. I am crying. You were a silver rose- the color of your beloved moon. Do I see your feminine side?:) Only the best wishes, Sara

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Eduardo Orozco, P p

POETRY

Sara Lokken :Your work is so fascinating and deep. I loved this. LOVED. -Sara

P p :poetry satish good ok'

Eduardo Orozco :Beautiful poem very well pened

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Sara Kendrick, Sara Lokken

O LOVE

Sara Lokken :This is how I feel sometimes- after my beloved shattered my heart. Nevertheless, this is so breath-takingly beautiful. Your gift is astonishing. Best wishes, Sara

Robert A. Dufresne :much metaphor and simile in this wounded write. Well done Satish. --_Robert

Anthony Nutter :This poem speaks to me saying your feelings and posssibly others have been poisened toward this individual. "Gifts unattended" "Bees will not come to your flowers" Very creative write.

Sara Kendrick : Interesting thoughts put to pen. Second stanza like the line "Your gifts are lying around me unattended". Don't exactly know what you mean by the lines but I could go several ways with it. Sara

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Sara Lokken

RESURRECTED
This is horrifying "a genius out of rags"....and still, you're still human, Satish. I don't know. -Sara
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Robin Maughan, Anthony Nutter

OF A VIRGIN GOD

Robin Maughan :Congrats pn your feature! Enjoyed.. Trees were waiting for the curatins to rise.. Loved it! Hugs Always, Robin

Sara Lokken : Congratutlations on your mysterious poetry being featured. Best wishes, Sara

Anthony Nutter : Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. Best wishes and much success in your writing endeavors. A. W. Nutter

Carol Brown :Congratulations on your remarkable poetry being featured this week Satish. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors in 2010 whatever they may be. Love, Carol

James Fraser :Congratulations on your featured poem this week, Merry Christmas to you >> James

Patricia Adams :Congrats on your poem being featured this week!! Very well deserved. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and yours. May 2010 be your best year ever! Love Light Patty


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Robin Maughan

OF A VIRGIN GOD
Congrats pn your feature! Enjoyed.. Trees were waiting for the curatins to rise.. Loved it! Hugs Always, Robin
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Yacov Mitchenko

* THE DEAD TIGER
Striking imagery here.

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Alakesh Kalita

THE TWILIGHT
i so much long for sitting with the poet by side, when he'll be showing to me the solitary death he discovers in living past, and i'll ask him to look for mine. but in the next very line, i dont agree to him, people have been talking so successfully, what depths they've found i n each others hearts! its this eternal silence which has made us forebringers of so many words like jewel pieces of nails and needles. there are bridges. its in this silence one can discover how potent a creator a poet is. this how the twilight moves towards a sun.

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Sara Kendrick, Sara Lokken

NAÏVE INNOCENCE
Sara Lokken: This is very dark...sometimes realism is dark, not beautiful.....but you have created beauty in your darkness. Best wishes, Sara

Sara Kendrick : Interesting write this early morn. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

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Sara Lokken

HUMAN LAB

Sara Lokken By the way, I favorited this.

Sara Lokken This is amazing...! What a poetic mind. I love the two middle stanzas....such depth. Best wishes, Sara

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Sara Lokken

ANNIVERSARY
You are so alone. This is...would make you misunderstood. I got it. Best wishes, Sara
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Sara Lokken

OF A VIRGIN GOD
Congratutlations on your mysterious poetry being featured. Best wishes, Sara
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Alakesh Kalita

A FAMILY DUST
i had never read satish verma before, but today i feel i've discovered something real good, i'd read more. though he is little difficult, he never fails to connect. someone has said, good poetry communicates before it is understood.

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Alakesh Kalita

A FRIGHTENING DREAM
some poets do not intend their poetry for what you would call pure reading. but satish verma seems to write intending pure reading, discovery of a clear plot. despite the fact he remains a bit shrouded. he strongly draws the reader in by amazing capability, but one might end up finding many subways to come out with. he is a little less concious about the effect he brings one into.

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Marieta Maglas

O LOVE
wonderful visual metaphor
The moon has walked away
nice poem

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Dowell Oba-Nigeria

HELMETED VERSION
Wow! An aura of change after years of conflicts and wars, to be sure planted on "a holy soil". Great poem, Satish, packed in indepth meaning all towards the attainment of peace!

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Pooja Elangbam-India

DIFFERENT SHADES
*claps*..........its simply marvellous. so much said in such few words

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Beau Regard, Anthony Nutter

STONING DARK
Beau Regard
"beds of flesh and bones", "thighs of mermaids", like something out of a Dali painting, surreal and yet so compelling. Great stuff.

Anthony Nutter
Such an imaginative piece. Enjoyed the read and flow of this well written piece.

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Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Naked freedom
A stimulating composition. Empathy and pathos beautifully crafted into a splendid poetry. Warm Regards,

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Pooja Elangbam, India

DIFFERENT SHADES
*claps*..........its simply marvellous. so much said in such few words

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Marcia Schechinger-USA

ABDICATION
Satish you talent explodes with images as you speak for us all - how much we do wish for peace. "It was domestic pain..." excellent beginning to draw in the reader. :)

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Marcia Schechinger-USA

AGEISM
Satish what a wonderful verse - truly one of your best - as it describes earth or life "..innocence of an unopened bud".

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Edwin Hurdle

WITH LICORICE
Excelllent poem,a well written piece.take carre

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Madeleine McLaughlin

WE WILL SCREAM TOGETHER
this has a very profound quality to it which makes one read the poem over and over to see if one has missed anything. good work.

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Marcia Schechinger, USA

AGEISM
Satish what a wonderful verse - truly one of your best - as it describes earth or life "..innocence of an unopened bud".

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pooja elangbam-INDIA, Marcia Schechinger-USA

ABANDONED

pooja elangbam short but meaningful India

Marcia Schechinger Satish a wonderful verse of the realities of war - may we find peace soon. Excellent write :)

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Catrina Heart

HUMAN LAB
such a clever concrete verses...

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C. P. Sharma

‘CROSSING THE BAR' ONCE AGAIN...
During the first 'crossing of the bar'
I wept and the whole world rejoiced,
On 'cross the bar' again, I will rejoice
Others will weep in anguished noise.
CP


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Carol Brown

* YES
As I am sitting here reading your wonderful poetry today, I would like to thank you Satish. First I would like to thank you for writing and sharing your poetry (whether one poem or a thousand) here at PoetrySoup.Second I would like to thank you for all your kind comments to me and to all the other excellent poets also. I wish you all the best in life and in your writing endeavors in 2010. Love and blessings to all, Carol

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Krista Kurth

DIFFERENT SHADES
Satish, very powerful poem. Thank you for writing and sharing. Well done. All the best, Krista

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Carolyn Devonshire

A CROWD PYRAMID
A very compelling, intriguing write, Satish. There is some thought-provoking imagery in this write. Well done! Love, Carolyn

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Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Moods
A brilliant composition describing beautifully the intangiable-moods. Warm regards,
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pooja elangbam-India

IMMORTALITY
i like the expression
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Edwin Hurdle

GOLDEN LEAP
Excellent poem,a well written piece.take care

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Peter Schlosser

BOLD STEP
Your poetry always gives pause to ponder. Nicely done.

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Edwin Hurdle

IN SLEEP
A well written piece.take care.Excellent work


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K.K.Srivastava, New Delhi

Trembling
Satish, this is a real masterpiece. Excellent imagery and presentation. But very difficult to comprehend. Mathew Arnold once remarked, "For having superior poets, we should have superior audience." Nay, I don't claim to be a superior audience. I only want to suggest you also send your poems to Sahitya Akedemi's Indian Literature to make these available to larger readership. Best Wishes,

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K. Subapriya, Chennai, Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad

Beast and lovers

Very matured. Need much knowledge to understand.
K. Subapriya, Chennai

To be frank with you, Satish, I do not understand each line of the poem, but I admire its each line. You have written with a great style. The concluding stanza is too good. Best regards,
Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad

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Catrina 'CT' Heart

WE WILL SCREAM TOGETHER
The grief of the scarred face,
in a serious midnight syndrome of
invisible slit throat in a long journey manifested
above the waves. Tree was calling again
for immoralism of flowers, quashing
his life.
------
splendid concrete poetry...like half forgotten dreams and grief...lovely! ! !

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Catrina Heart

WE WILL SCREAM TOGETHER
The grief of the scarred face,
in a serious midnight syndrome of
invisible slit throat in a long journey manifested
above the waves. Tree was calling again
for immoralism of flowers, quashing
his life.
------
splendid concrete poetry...like half forgotten dreams and grief...lovely! ! !


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Goldy Locks

A HOME IN MY HOME
i just love your sentence juxtapositioning. I think it's surreal.

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Obed Dela Cruz

CHRONICITY
very well narrated.....

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Catrina 'CT' Heart

A LONE WARRIOR
That was that, of hollowness of globes
and golden peacocks. A seed of mildew
implants a kiss on the nakedness of greed.
How far the want will go in dark
------
brilliance in crafting..brilliance in formulating...awesome! ! !

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Seema Chowdhury

A LONE WARRIOR
very nice poem, I wish we can all learn from this.

see my new poems too.

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Catrina Heart

A LONE WARRIOR
That was that, of hollowness of globes
and golden peacocks. A seed of mildew
implants a kiss on the nakedness of greed.
How far the want will go in dark
------
brilliance in crafting..brilliance in formulating...awesome! ! !

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Jennifer Ottinger

A LONE WARRIOR
This is beautiful description you have there, and it's very interesting. I like it a lot. ^_^

Please read some of my poems.


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Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad, K. K. Srivastava, New Delhi

Fangs

Satish, I like your composition and some of the images are simply beautiful. But honestly I fail to connect he, you and I. Will you please give some hints? Best regards,
Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad


Satish, your poems are serious stuff. I enjoy these. I also believe in writing serious stuff. It seems, nowadays, there are very few takers for serious poetry. we should not mind it. Regards
K. K. Srivastava, New Delhi

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Christine Alwin

DEATH OF ABSENCE
Had to read this twice...heartfelt and so powerfully demonstrated
Christine
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AngelGodNeverLoved

Leaves

I am speechless this poem was amazing!

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Anjali Sinha

* YES
an eye opener
good write
-10 anjali


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Ency Bearis

NAKED FREEDOM (A sequel to the massacre of 23rd Nov 09 in Philippines)
Thanks for your nice concern to the tragedy in the Philippines...my native country...a horrible thing due to too much politics or the power of dynasty...but pity to the innocents....a moving poem...

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Meggie Gultiano

NAKED FREEDOM (A sequel to the massacre of 23rd Nov 09 in Philippines)
Indeed our hearts bleeds to those innocent people who were included in that bloody day.
What kind of a person/persons are they?
I come from that place, (Mindanao) , and we cry for justice.
A touching write.

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Christopher Rollason

The selected poems of Satish Verma, under the title of BEYONDS & BETWEON, are already an impressive product of intercultural dialogue. Satish Verma, an Indian poet and Hindi native speaker here writing in English, traces a dark journey through a landscape not of this world - a burnt, stunted, desiccated inner landscape that in many ways recalls T.S. Eliot's Waste Land - and yet at the end, in a movement reminiscent of the Tagore of Gitanjali, welcomes the arrival of a transformative Guest, in an eminently Indian fashion. Christopher Rollason

Jandi

SHADOWS
They were playing hide and seek ... Fidelity of course was the decision of both ... Attitude divided the bed and kitchen That is what happens. I like the combination of words,its so beautiful.

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lullaby

SYMBIOSIS
A metaphoric and interesting poem; I love the title and the lines ""Pure chemistry of love is boiling."" and ""Poetry is waiting for symbiosis.""
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adeagiri

CANNOT OPEN THE LOOP
Speech does not bring solace mathematics cannot open the loop. How true. Find the inner peace. Great work. Profound.
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Buchi

UNREPLIED
i read this poem and read it again,i feel like i was spoken to. the stand i ought to take but didn't,the truth swallowed to let in injustice. the camouflag of human existaence,if the eye averts to face the just,deception lurks around. it is a GREAT write.
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Jandi

STUFFED SILENCE
""Everseeking a revolution, brain will find a false excuse. The archives do not give a clue""... i like that line You have done it again!
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Lombe

SLASHED WOUND
Its captivating, wonderfuly sad and filled with regret.
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Wordsculptor

FAILED GOD
This has a sadness about it. The idea of 'abandonment' is not one my theology can readily accept. It is however a refreshingly thought provoking piece of writing. From a purely visual persective I'd separate this into two lines: 'A crystal depth spills in cosmos, the words scream'
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jackreed3

DECAYED CENTURY
Your poem is very well writen.. I read it twice and veiwed it in many different ways.. I really injoyed it... Your friend in poetry... jackreed3
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Lombe

MAN?S DESTINY
Nice and grim. Well writen
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Angeldeath

WAKING UP
Nightmares are horrible. I couldnt imagaine that kind of horror that haunts you. Everyone has dreams and nightmares... few surpass this. Powerful work.
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Angeldeath

EUTHANASIA
This one confused me abit, but i enjoyed it. Espically ""Death was another name of birth ?"" that was great.

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Damowest

SOME QUESTION MARKS
a unique view on life, well done.

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Licia Torres

A KISS MELTS
You've chosen powerful and vivid imagery for this piece. I loved the ending lines, beautifully effective.

Shava

THE KISS ................
Death is a hard concept to accept. We never want to say goodbye to someone we love but sometimes we have to. ~!*!~sHaVz~!*!~
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subasbista , poewhit

TRANSITIONAL EDGE
subasbista
hi satish jee,so mature thoughts.just want say namaste 4 being your poems'lover

poewhit
' thinker was without thoughts "" - scary image of todays leaders in many position - high on DRUGS
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Ric S. Bastasa

ALLIGATORS WERE DYING
Trees were hung upside down.
There was no suicidal note.
What an image! you deserve a medallion for this...
Satishfying indeed.

poewhit

ANNIVERSARY OF FLIRTATION
Poem has weight on the shoulders
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wendyholln

ANNIVERSARY OF FLIRTATION
Another wonderful poem. So full of images and meanings. Loved it!!
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Lindylou

HOLDING THE POEMS
Something in the words you have composed appeals to me, in its sadness and simplicity. Makes me attune to the senses around me when I write a poem I like to become part of the atmosphere.

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Wordview

FALLING APART
""You squat on the cinders of untruths, it was powerful dementia.""Brilliant write.

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William Jackson

CIRCLE OF GLORY
The images here are nightmarish and vivid. War and violence against humanity, especially violence against women bring madness to all its participants, including the victims and the victimizers. Great poem here.

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William Jackson

CITY OF STONES
Such starkly shocking imagery. Your poetry is totally different from anything else I have read but I am touched deeply by it. It reminds me of Miroslav Holub's poetry such as 'A History Lesson' and Five Minutes After the Air Raid'.
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William Jackson

CLAIM FOR FAME
This poem is loaded with memorable lines. I especially like the last three lines. The tee finally gives up the claim for fame. The roots squirm. And I also like 'The journey is brutal when you arrive nowhere
striving for unsaid perfection.
Life drips. Your wounds snap the love. '
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William Jackson

CLAUSTROPHOBIA
There is so much to comprehend in this poem. It is brilliant. The first stanza alone is more than I can wrap my head around on a first reading. Thank you.
I love your work.
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William Jackson

COLLECTIVE GUILT
This is another brilliant poem that makes me think of the poetry of the contemporaries of the generation of Mirsolav Holub who lived through the madness of Hitlers' Germany. But, your work is uniquely your own and has its own voice. I only make the comparison to give myself a frame of reference. I like your poems as much if not more than his. This is a supreme compliment.
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William Jackson

COMMENTRIES
I am speechless. Another fine poem.
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William Jackson

COMPARISION
This poem makes me think of the brave prisoners at Awswich and Treblinka who clung to life in the face of death.
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Yann Rolland

Circle of Glory
Hello there are beautiful images and metaphors in your poem...I like it very much...
Thanks
Yann

Ariel Escalona

EXPERIMENTS
then..the theory of lies...is directly proportional to the wealth of a being...

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Goldy Locks

CREATIVE SHAME
your delibate display of decadent verse, thickly layered, as a testament/tribute to your creativity, is not done out of shame; nor does it lend credence to ill repute - but rather exemplifies an honorable intuition and further validates that your moral standings are something to be revered. have missed reading! xxsjg


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E Planz

I AM WALKING ON SHARP EDGES
A powerful opening stanza.... I am led to the end whereby I walk onwards to a perimeter of time...
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Pramod Khilery

I AM SMILE WITH TEARS
Flutes lie broken in bottom of the pond,
I love the pace of history walking on the back
of alligators. It does not die.

A poem that lives up to every definition of poetry. The three lines I singled out leaves their sound behind their utterance for enough time to finally become a shadow for the wayfarer of literature.
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Jan Wid A Life

I AM SMILE WITH TEARS
a poetry living in a timeless world. truly amazing..
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Goldy Locks

I AM DRUNK ON THE HEMLOCK
Satish, the 2 collections you sent me in the mail arrived last week. I can't put them down! They are stunning & blowing me away. :) I will more than gladly post some in the forum, at your consent.. that is if they are sure to receive the respect & utter appreciation your poems so deserve (which may be a lot to ask) ...meh.

xxbest care, keep on. i heart your words to an incredible degree. ~ susan jane
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Goldy Locks

MILK BATH
it lingers after piercing deeply within the soul crevices and conjuring up questions of eternal youth, and self-examination (with respect to the gods, of course!) .

what is `it'?

Satish Verma's poetry!
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oldy Locks

LIVING LEGEND
you inspire to no end, at least there's no end in sight for this audacious female poet.xxsjg
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illiam Jackson

AFRAID OF UNKNOWN
Brilliant piece as always. Well done! I like your work. It forces me to consider man's inhumanity to man and how fortunate and blessed I have been to avoid the sorrow of war and intolerance that is prevelent in so much of the world.
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Catrina Heart

* YES
wow Satish dear thanks for this stunning profound poem....I have written 'The Horrible Scene' and 'Day of Mourn (Maguindanao Massacre) ' regarding this dreadful injustice made...Thanks! ! !

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Xraided

Death is Not a Ceremony
I like the freewrite form, and I love "air will kiss the lips of fire" I really quite like how you can tell a story and be poetic at the same time. To a lot of people poetry is just ryhtming words together, when it really isn't. I love the way you put words together and I must admit I am impressed with your choice in vocabulary. I give you kudos. Awesome write.
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Samara Reyn

Tears Were Never Sweet
Beautifully sad
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paul claxton

Prozac
different,but so good,u have a good collection of poems,interesting
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C. McGovern-Bowen

INTERPOLATIONS
Siteto unlearn as a road to the return of inner peace...
listen to those silent voices...
another mesmerizing write, satish.
much enjoyed.
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Steve Chering

THE SWAN - SONG
A little like wordsworth' I like your swan. Check out my hamster Cedric when you have the chance.
well done, Satish
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Peter Schlosser

MOCKINGBIRDS
Wonderful poem.

"Moon god to moon god
under the swaying palms
man still cannot bring the house in order."

Brilliant finish!!!


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jude forese

OBTUSE MYSELF
Beyond insanity lies the phantom zone
where you hang upside down your faith

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Peter Schlosser

THIS ODYSSEY

Incredible poetry

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Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad

Your poem, Satish, gives a strong message that the wheel should not stop, it should move on ever and ever... even a new born child comes out alive from a rail track after the train has whistled past it with high speed. Life is indomitable. You follow a modern style to compose your poems. Best regards

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Nalini Hebbar, Nellore

Like Sisyphus we too are in a viscious circle called life...doors are hard to come by and if it does, is it the right one?...thank you for this deep one.

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K K Srivastava, New Delhi

You have epitomized life's philosophy in a few words, Satish. Thought provoking, indeed. Regards,

 

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Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad

Satish, you poem carries a very deep meaning with the scars of the present time - political and social. It is all because we have lost touch with ourselves. Best regards,
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richard cederberg

AGAIN FALLING IN LOVE


fellow-travelers - yes all in this together - yes each of us sharing our hidden gardens - yes LOVE, the most powerful force in the universe - yes I like the elliptical aspects of this; it begins
 
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C. McGovern-Bowen

HYPNOSIS


would it not be simplier to just remain hypnotized...?


a truly magical write, satish.

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Joyce Bell

SUBSTANTIAL SHADOW
SOME SAY THE BOTTLE IS HALF EMPTY...SOME SAY IT IS HALF FULL. THIS IS A TERRIFIC WRITE, WITH GREAT IMAGERY AND PHRASES. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
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Eugene Williams

LINEAGE
Beyond the norm in all it reveals a poem that when understood by the masses will make us all cry for the shame we have caused to each other.. I like It!!!!
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Steve Chering

IDOLATORY


ghly entertaining!! I read it over and over, and it seems to take on a new image every time, very clever stuff Satish' you're a wizard writer. But I reckon you must know by now.


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Rafique Farooqi

SMALL TALK
a beautiful abstract poem

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Goldy Locks

DRAGGING
Fully developed poem, Satish. Deep, meaningful, satisfying; as your work tends to be! ! I love your loyalty and your new collection: gave the second copy to a well-known art dealer in my area! ! ! ! Thank you so much :) :) Goldy

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Carolyn Devonshire

CUDDLING


Compelling write, Satish. Guess the mind skips "to and fro" between the sunset and sunrise. Very nice! Love, Carolyn

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Carol Brown

IMMORTALITY
Thank you for starting my new day out with some excellent reading Satish. May this week find you in good health and your pen be overflowing with inspiration. Love, Carol

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Goldy Locks

DRAGGING
Fully developed poem, Satish. Deep, meaningful, satisfying; as your work tends to be! ! I love your loyalty and your new collection: gave the second copy to a well-known art dealer in my area! ! ! ! Thank you so much :) :) Goldy

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oxygon

This is absolutely breathtakingly beautiful verse, a lyrical outpouring of astonishing depth and breadth! Just the mere act of reading and hearing, and taking in the “mind” of the speaker, is affirmation of the poem’s worth. You are to be applauded for this splendid composition!
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yann rolland

Thank you for the magnificent title and the thoughtful poem.
yann
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yann rolland, oxygon

1. yann rolland Says:
   
   It was not worth trying… It seems to me like a bit of nihilism…Sartre would surely appreciate….Very interesting readind…
   regards
   yann
   
2. oxygon Says:
   
   I can see in this the mind of the physician who deals with the gray matter of the mind, and the spiritual aspect of the mind, and I can see how the two can be like enemies (or enmity—one to the other) in that each are on opposite poles, insofar as we understand them. I hope I have made some sense, as this is a test of language’s ability to communicate between minds.
   

oxygon

oxygon

oxygon, Nitish shubhankar

1. oxygon Says:
   
   Sheer lyrical beauty, Satish; expressive language that is pleasing to the ear and mind—the life heat of the sun melting the very context of one’s being—powerful!
   Regards,
   art
   
2. Nitish shubhankar Says:
   
   hello satish sir!……………r u listenin?………no u dont………….coz never u seem to comment on our comment………..but it will not stop me from reading and commenting on your efforts of enrichments of enlish launguage………..again a gg8 one…..
   

oxygon, RAY LUCERO, Ida Werrett

1. oxygon Says:
   
   Sublimely beautiful, hauntingly, sweetly forlorn, but smoldering with hope; I love it, Satish!
   art
   
2. RAY LUCERO Says:
   
   Satishverma,
   Elegant, romantic and sentimental…a beautiful write indeed.
   Peace,
   Ray
   
3. Ida Werrett Says:
   
   This is a beautiful and romantic poem, Satish and the title is just right for it.
   Ida
   

yann rolland

the thoughts drifted out,
visibility became poor
and ending of pain came soon.
thank you for sharing these thoughts, our mind can make suffer us…I don’t know the logic of it…..
yann

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Tiffany

stillness had a vocabulary,
and the words hummed a silence
Those are beautiful lines. Maybe it was the opening but I keep thinking of Dante’s Inferno. Must be the mood I’m in tonight. I really enjoyed reading this.

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Rayhan Rhyne

'Crossing The Bar' Once Again...
It is time to leave the waiting room, but i have come and will come again with all my sorrows, fears and happiness, someone will hold my hand, perhaps the same one.

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Rajagopal Haran

The Socratic Existence
NEXT TO LOVE PHILOSOPHY TAKES THE DRIVERS' SEAT IN GETTING GOOD POEMS... nicely written sir

Sunil Uniyal

Freedom At Last
When 'the grief has ripened... I am free'- Great words, Sir, and excellent poetry. Congrats!

Asma

Freedom At Last
nice poem... i loved the last 2 lines - 'my sun baked grief has ripened / in ruins of desires. I am free' regards, Asma...

Renu Rakheja

Freedom At Last
In ruins of desires. I am free
Lot of punch!! Good work

Akash

Feedom At Last
You can say a lot in so few words, the best line have just one or two words!!!

Preeti Datar

Hieronomo!*
I agree with Renu. I like how you hint at something, but let the leader decide what you're talkign about. It's almost like a readre's poem!
Keep Writing!

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Renu Rakheja

Hieronomo!*
I am starting to enjoy your signature writing style. You leave very few clues and weave up a bewitching web of words and leave the reader caught and mystified. Well done!

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Preeti Datar

Dancing Eyes
I'm glad you shared your poems here... I'm already your fan! loved this line- "Sun is pink and ashamed!"

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Preeti Datar

Burning Train
Satish, this is a great Ode to those who lived on after the attack, and those who did not!
I like the subtlity in your poem for the gruesome details have also been described with slightest care keep writing!

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William Jackson

SUICIDE NOTE
Gosh! That was thoroughly depressing and yet well done. The body fails and the mind too I suppose. Still, the thought of suicide, and no note either is sad. I guess it does happen, although it would be nice to be like Moses who continued to walk with a spring in his step and a twinkle in his eyes even when he became ancient.


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Abha Sharma

FAILED PERFORMANCE
An intelligent mind suffers _
in ther era of hoaxes and contradictions.
it is not just a poem but a lament on today's scenario....God knows when such petty conflicts would die...
The satire is the last line is admirable...

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Abha Sharma

DOVES HAD STOPPED FLYING
Earth refuses to conceive –
fire in veins.
Doves had stopped flying.

................the modern picture is well dipicted here...the sentiments are deep and true....the last line has it all....


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Kee Thampi

THE BUDDHA WAS GOING TO WEEP
a poetry tell us a didactic story
..... Burnt-out shrine will tell a tale.
......They were diluting silence of walls,
.....blood stained by the crash of towers.

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Gold for USA

Bottom of a Doorway
You personify grief excellently. Almost make it a thing to envy. Bam! your writing has such force, i love it. It's addiction to me. keep on friend, sjg

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Sathyanarayana M V S

A Rebel Being Born
A deep as sky. Human introspection digs out all filth and fills the soul with gold.
great poem
sathya narayana

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Goldy Locks

BOTTOM OF A DOORWAY
You personify grief excellently. Almost make it a thing to envy. Bam! your writing has such force, i love it. It's addicting to me. keep on friend, sjg

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Carol Brown

Ecstasy
It has been a pleasure to read your excellent poetry today. Thank you. Love, Carol

Abha Sharma

A GREEN PRIDE HAS NO AMBITION NOW
Imagery is quite picturesque... enjoyed reading the lines...thought provoking...


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K. V. Venkataramana

A KISS MELTS
A wonderful poem indeed with a powerful imagery. Congrats!


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christopher higgins

Genocide
Very powwerful write. The images in this piece are so powerful that I had to go back and try to get it all. Your writing speaks volumes to the world and its shortcomings. I hope you will continue your journey of writing and exploring the world.

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christopher higgins

WILL YOU MARRY ME ?
How talented are you..you have a great gift of words. Your metaphors are very strong and they make your piece very entertaining to read.


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John Heck

Flowering Of The Thought
Hi Satish - Wonderful poetry. Such excellent style and form.

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Goldy Locks

Flowering Of The Thought
forever and a day, is how long your poetry will last. surviving, standing, negating the test of time. xxxsjg

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Indiguin82

Claustrophobia
"the collage of purity has the innocence of sorrow." "darkness lowers the wheels between muscles and bones."......Love it!

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Heavens Angel

Unspoken Secrets
Very thought provoking write that I truly enjoyed reading and have read more than once. Every line says so much. Very powerful insights. Thanks, for sharing.
Cari.

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Buchi

Sunrise
this is good as in many of your works, it is for the next sunrise to provide for us a better beginning if lessons of yesterdays are truely learnt. good write Verma.

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Coyote Poet

Lunar Touch
Brilliant!
You are INDEED a fine poet!
I really enjoyed reading such quality!
Thank you!

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Lullaby

LIke A Moonbeam
I like the title, the use of words and the metaphors in this poem. I especially love the last stanza with the autumn leaves, petals of purple bruises and the touch of moon beam...

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Lullaby

Bouquet
I love the lines "Some unsung lines have been left on our lips... Sadness was stuck /in our reddened eyes. /Layer by layer /I want to wipe it."
A touching poem with words left unsaid and a sad note lingering on...


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Kesab Easwaran

One Hundred Moons
strong emotional out flow... touching poem, satish...


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Lombe

Street Fighting
I like the first line.
i always need to read our writing three times to get a grasp of it.
i like it though, sometimes confusing but nice all the same.

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Lombe

Separated Our Lives
Amazing writing.
i like the 'random tears disturbing the heart beat', i think am familiar with that.

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lullaby

My Poems Wept
A poem with deep feelings of pain and anguish and such a touching title "my poems wept"...

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Lombe

The Air Was Scented

Sounds like the work of a goddess. Nicely written.

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Lombe

Face of Truth
Some times the truth may take a whole night, a life time even. Interesting and active.

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Carol Brown

CLAUSTROPHOBIA
Outstanding writing. Looking forward to reading more of your writings. Please continue to write and share your poetry with the world. Love, Carol

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John Heck

FLOWERING OF THE THOUGHT
Hi Satish - Wonderful poetry. Such excellent style and form. Welcome to PoetrySoup! Wishing you all the best in your writing endeavors! Have a great weekend. Peace always, John

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christopher higgins

GENOCIDE
Very powwerful write. The images in this piece are so powerful that I had to go back and try to get it all. Your writing speaks volumes to the world and its shortcomings. I hope you will continue your journey of writing and exploring the world.

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christopher higgins

WILL YOU MARRY ME ?
How talented are you..you have a great gift of words. Your metaphors are very strong and they make your piece very entertaining to read.

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Carol Brown

FROM A DOT
Excellent..............Please keep writing and sharing your poetry with the world. Love, Carol 

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Kristin Reynolds

THE BUDDHA WAS GOING TO WEEP
What a powerful piece, well written, and very moving. Peace, Kristin 

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oxygon

This is absolutely breathtakingly beautiful verse, a lyrical outpouring of astonishing depth and breadth! Just the mere act of reading and hearing, and taking in the “mind” of the speaker, is affirmation of the poem’s worth. You are to be applauded for this splendid composition!
highest regards,

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yann rolland, Oxygon

1. yann rolland Says:
   
   It was not worth trying… It seems to me like a bit of nihilism…Sartre would surely appreciate….Very interesting readind…
   regards
   yann
   
2. oxygon Says:
   
   I can see in this the mind of the physician who deals with the gray matter of the mind, and the spiritual aspect of the mind, and I can see how the two can be like enemies (or enmity—one to the other) in that each are on opposite poles, insofar as we understand them. I hope I have made some sense, as this is a test of language’s ability to communicate between minds.
   art
   

oxygon

oxygon

Chlorophylled Planz

Fixed Flux
I will hide the kernel under the mud by stealth... No sky could hold my head...
(Ve).. wow... immotility fluid... I will vanish on this...

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Abby Koning

Invention
Wow. This is so wonderful. I feel as if it has captured some of the very issues I've been struggling in my life lately. Thank you for this.

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Matthew Robison

WAKES THE BLOOD
I like this writing because it embodies what poetry is suppost to sound like. It is good because it speaks of real feelings that come from the soul.

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Goldy Locks

The Wait
gritty description. makes me want to chew my nails, and i don't do that! You have the ability to conjure up strong and provocative imagery, inciting an ardent repsonse from your reader. keep on -~- sjg

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yann rolland

After all, the narration
cannot deliver the meaning of death.
Excellent verse…Somber poem indeed.
yannl

oxygon

These lines are a pleasure to read and savor. I like the narrative flow, how easy one complete thought bleeds into another. This has a wealth of images that are truly remarkable, as in:
” . . . searching/our destines amidst the ruins/and life hangs like an empty frame. Truly transcendent language, Satish. My congratulations!

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Goldy Locks

"Hieronomo!*"

Perhaps you'd be delighted to know - i took your books to the beach and to the bay today. Read a few to strangers. They loved. be well xx sjg

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derrick burton

"BLISS OF ANOTHER SELF "
wow,that was so good I am making it a favorite poem.Where did get that from it flowed right thrue you like water.

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yann rolland

I like the atmosphere of your poem even with the dark ideas it conveys.
yann

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yann rolland

As always Satish, powerful and meaningful verses
The dialogues with stones
do not bring comparison.
Movement of fear begging
for unbuckling the dark
A perfect solution
was never found
thank you for the poem.
yann

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oxygon

Ida Werrett

Raynette Eitel

Kahe Ri Nalini Tu Kumlahni...
I really like this, Satish... wish you would write me and explain the title. Your images are superb.

Aryaindia

'...Roots That Clutch...'
The depth of your poem is mesmerising and haunting in its eloquence and power of reach. I enjoy this sort of poetry that makes one think and think endlessly. God bless and keep you. Arya

yann rolland

Hi Satish, every turn something happens, that’s how sound your poetry….It is very enjoyable to read and it creates powerful images for the reader…
thanks again

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oxygon

“The moon will grab a cloud,
creating a music of eternity.
the non-real will become a solid absolute.”
This is transcendent language belonging to the voice of a poet! It is a fitting conclusion to a narrative of such profound beauty, filled with emotions only the poet alone can fully appreciate. This is a song of visions of darkness and light, and I am held in the grasp . . .

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Stacey Haislop

Anniversary of Flirtation
Satish, I am going through a very trying time in my life right now and this poem is more than a glanced at reading. This poem draped itself over my heart with its pain and honesty and reality. A pitless gloom. Stacey

Stacey Haislop

Mud Path
I love this poem. Thank you for that mud path I am in such need of right now. The introspection and simplicity and discovery in your work is guiding me so much at this time. Thanks you for these poems... Stacey

Stacey Haislop

Immovable
You can't know the tears this one brings me. Salty tears helping me to hopefully heal. My sorrow burns also like a candle... Stacey

Araennie

Dirty Mirrors
i dont know exactly what you were trying to mean but the beauty of poetry has made me find a meaning in your poem. i like the words, "and when battle lines were drawn, the guns were not ready" they make me sense some luck of preparedness when doing something. thank you.

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Oxygon

Oxygon

Nitish shubhankar

clematis

the closing lines are great!
your poem is for a cause..very powerful!

oxygon

A very dark vision of the world’s dissolution, its frightening, and I hope humanity can be frightened into its senses! You keep spreading your message through the voice of poetry, Satish; perhaps someone who can make a difference will hear.
Thanks for sharing this fine poem—

Nitish shubhankar

yann rolland

The first truth remains the last truth.
it would mean that our child’s truth become our final truth….I can agree with that, the more we learn, the less we know….However there are things that we discover….Finally they don’t matter more….
I love your poem.

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oxygon

Your poems are a poignant voice on the perils and suffering we face in today’s madness. I applaud you for having the courage and wherewithal to keep these grave matters before us in aroused consciousness.
Thanks,

clematis

wow! this is powerful & pulls at the heart & soul!
great work satish!
love every line! & how true!

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oxygon

Nitish shubhankar

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Pramod Khilery

Outsider
Escapism garbed in heart tuching verses. Dejection robbed in beauty of poem.
create images, form sounds and birthes on canvas an emotion ridden painting conveying what it was meant for. Loved it.

Oxygon

Claim For Fame
Powerful imagery, an eerily haunting lyric-really enjoyed!

Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad

Arrival
A very sensitive composition. The "Arrival" that you call, in fact, is a funeral procession for mankind. If the present trend is not checked, the earth will turn into a giant Mall with no sellers, no buyers and no products! Best regards

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Renu Rakheja

Byzantium-2
Aha... awesome ending!! Loved the poem

Rassool Jibraeel Snyman, South Africa

... must unbelieve
Satish.. a nice read.. tied to the realities and vagaries of life and the shiftiness of the mancreature.
In many ways we must "unbelieve" the religions that are twisted at the behest of ambitious and manipulative men in order to reach the universal truths and God. I like the usage of the term "unbelieve" as we all need to "unlearn" our prejudices, class attitudes, religious hatreds and all the other flawed human constructs and find God in each other and in the ways of children.
Religions and God may not necessarily be the same thing!
"trading in the flesh of carved saints" so true so true. nice read.. enjoyed it immensely, Warmest regards

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Sunil Uniyal, New Delhi

...must unbelieve
Sir, I'm delighted to see and read your poems in Muse India. Your poems are quite original, refreshing and thought-provoking. My congratulations and regards.

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Rassool Jibraeel Snyman, South Africa

Sharks
Satish..... good work! evocative imagery raised. Warmest regards

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Priyal

Comparison
d originality n abstractness of ur work makes a mark, yet not a single word is wasted

Priyal

Dancing Eyes
"The sacred whore who liberates herself from the flesh." deep...with all its meaning

Apoorv

Black Hole
i never imagined someone can potray emotions using somethings as scientific and "not-related" to literature as a black-hole.... and actually be good at it... just makes me correct myself tht maybe thrs nothing tht's not related to literature.

Jon London

Golden Throne What an amazing creation... perfect in fact...
Thanks for sharing. All the very best.

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Afua, United Kingdom

Benediction
The darkness and unfairness of death is really shown here well done.

Renu Rakheja

The Socratic Existence
Reminds me a bit of Keats with hemlock and cup being full...
As always .... your closing line is full of punch

Ezna Stephna

………….. Afraid of whom?
good poem......keep writing.....

afraid of whom as there all are...
human as you and me
so why afraid of whom.....

wonderful expression of life truth......
thanks for sharing 10++


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Dr. Michael Sharkey

Satish Verma's poems are so unusual to me that I am initially thrown out of all expectation, and must return to them again to see how they work this effect!

Dr. Michael Sharkey
Associate Professor
School of Arts
Faculty of Arts & Sciences
University of New England
Armidale NSW 2351 Australia

DeWaal

“WHERE HE WAS”
#

Greetings Satish

I have read both your poems and would like to make some comments on this one.

“Meditation was futile.”
This I find an immensely strong beginning to the poem. My reading here is that the speaker in the poem is adept at meditation and is used to the beneficial influence it has on the mind. But even this - meditation - has failed. We read on to discover why meditation was futile.

“He turned his back
from the green prayers”

Syntax: he had been occupied with the green prayers, then he turned his back FROM them. The reader here wonders whether the more conventional “he turned his back ON them” would be more suitable? Or was the poet aiming at another meaning?

The poem proceeds in a stately procession of denials and vicissitudes. The speaker is a heroic figure among landmines and falling stones and in the end we encounter these beautiful lines:

where he was
others were absent

The poem has a dark mood that narrates of suffering and failure, but also of a heroic facing of “the slings and arrows” of misfortune.

I must admit that one line evades me completely. I cannot make sense of “Syntax was rising”.

It is kind of you to share your poetry with us. Thank you.

Regards

De Waal
# satishverma Says:
November 29th, 2007 at 1:23 am e

Dear DeWaal,
I am sorry for the delay in responding as I could read your comments after 3 days due to my various occupational duties. I am intensely impressed by your critical appraisal of my poem. I always appreciate the probe. I must explain your points.
He turned his back.
from the green prayers.
1. Here ‘from’ indicates a difference, indicating separation. ‘On’ shows the contact & support.
2. Syntax was rising – The pain, the black mood starts pouring out the verse, the muse from the extrasensitivity of the poet.

Always

Satish Verma
# DeWaal Says:
December 2nd, 2007 at 8:08 am e

Greetings Satish

My turn to apologise for being tardy in response. I’m happy that you found my critique somewhat useful.

Thank you for the above explanations. I know you realise that your poetry emanates from a different cultural background than the American or European, or for that matter, my own, the South African. Due to these differences, readers from these latter backgrounds may find your poetry difficult to understand.

For instance, I do not understand the significance of “green prayers”.

I have begun to place annotations at the bottom of some of my poems. I find that making possibly abstruse information more readily available to readers, helps them to enjoy the poetry more.

Kind regards

De Waal
# satishverma Says:
December 4th, 2007 at 8:55 am e

Dear De Waal,

Again thanks for the comments. In India majority of them, Hindus worship the green trees. Pray under them, around them, for wishrags, for blessing of a son, for long happy married life, for the safety of the husband etc. Light the earthen lamp to please the deity living in the green plant. Hence the green prayers.

Always

SATISH VERMA
# DeWaal Says:
December 5th, 2007 at 3:45 am e

Hello Satish

Thank you for this explanation.

Here in South Africa I do not worship trees, but I’m very fond of them! My house is surrounded by trees and I have about 120 bonsai trees in the garden. Trees are to me very meaningful. There is possibly not all that much difference between the veneration your people have for trees and the relationship I have with them.

Regards

De Waal

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yayo

“…… MUST UNBELIEVE”
hi Satish Verma
I enjoyed your poem it is really great
we have chosen it as example of modern poetry we the members of the ENGLISH SOCIETY in faculty of ARTS KHARTOUM UNIVERSITY SUDAN

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oxygon

“THE SPIRIT”
I loved this odyssey of the temporal life of difficulties as the body and spirit moves ever closer to nirvana!

Art

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oxygon

“TRACKS”
Very engaging in the mind. I like the sense of dark finality in the last line—time stopping in it tracks! Great imagery and use of metaphor!

Art

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oxygon

SMASH THE BOOK
Your anguish is chilling to my own soul. I can’t begin to imagine the depth of your feelings in order to even pretend to share in them. You have expressed this despair so deeply and profoundly well. I hope your poetry will help to heal the wounds of the heart, and that you rose to a new and hopeful sunrise after enduring the night in trembling.

My very best wishes,

Art

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yann rolland

SATURN WILL SHORTLY RISE
Very beautiful, I feel sadness and some verses are wonderful.
In the human drama
no dialogue ends.

Was it a spiritual failure of a man
to become an animal effortlessly ?
and how difficult it was
to change the street’s crowd ?

tahnks to you

yann

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the howling

HOWLING
[…] HOWLINGThe solace of harvesting the dreams was thin. A terrible shadow of a futile creation. Hopes always lied hollowed by anesthesia of truth. A surrogate womb trims the love. My garden was always green. Howling was generating the heat.

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Oxygon

Burning Train
This is a poem of enormous power, told with a passion and sensitivity that reflects fo effectively the horror of the tragedy-difficult indeed, and as clematis points out-so bravely and well done!
Best wishes, and I thank you for writing and posting along with the heavy responsibility of administering a hospital!

Clematis

Burning Train
difficult poem to write indeed!
you've done it very bravely!
very effective.

kandis salasar

Dirty Mirrors
'Humanity stinks when infected hands
handle the peace. I splash the truth
on your face,
to see the sun clearly.'

true....

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Tiffanie Lau

INFERNO
//Toothache hurts. Caries are very deep.
Pray that it stops. I cannot chew the words

great write there! loved this ending of yours =)

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Joseph Daly

DESPERADO
Satish, this is excellent. The narrative is beautifully and imaginately put together.

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Stacey Haislop

Talking Tree
Satish, let me just say this poem went through me physically like an electric shock in slow motion. I still feel as if I were punched in the stomach and my eyes are still blurry with tears. You have written much more than poetry here. This is amazing... Stacey

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Seema Chowdhury

WELCOME SIR!
a good poem. you have put together nicly your scattered thoughts in these beautiful lines.

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Oxygon

The Kiss ...............
A timeless theme for all generations, my friend. You've posed the question we all ask, but can't really know until that awesome moment is upon us. I think we all want to kiss and be embraced with bravery and dignity suffering humanity. Great work!

Oxygon

Parthenogenesis
This is very interesting use of the process of proceration that is not peculiar to humans. I sense some strong sense of detachment from another-"My god is lying dead" and other allusions such as the absence of a placenta between two entities. I'll have to read this more.
Thanks for shring,

Oxygon

Valley of Tears
A powerful existential motif, with a grand, historical sweep! Could really feel the heartbeat of this poem-well done!

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Yann Rolland

Another Journey
Great work, perhaps one of your best to my point of view...
Time avenges, burns the grass the lips, the retina, the black walls and white numbers powerful verses
Thank you--- yann

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Deepti Agarwal

TRANSMIGRATION
absolutely amazing picture you portrayed here... felt very good myself..

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Kristin Reynolds

ANNIVERSARY
That was a very deep read, full of truth. The first 2 stanzas I understand very well - machine had failed me...3rd eye of the sun...key's chasing unbroken latches...yup...gotcha - awesome. Blessings, Kristin

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Kristin Reynolds

BLACK WALLS
I love your truth filled poetry. From the imagry to the wording, paints a very dark, and very real and very sad picture for the one on those stairs. Blessings to you, Kristin

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Preeti Datar

The Finale

Your typical style is very appealing…
each line is crafted with care..

Keep Writing!

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Pramod Khilery

Outsider
Escapism garbed in heart tuching verses.
Dejection robbed in beauty of poem.
create images, form sounds and birthes on canvas an emotion ridden painting conveying what it was meant for. Loved it.
regards
pramod

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christopher higgins

GENOCIDE
are so powerful that I had to go back and try to get it all. Your writing speaks volumes to the world and its shortcomings. I hope you will continue your journey of writing and exploring the world.
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christopher higgins

WILL YOU MARRY ME ?
How talented are you..you have a great gift of words. Your metaphors are very strong and they make your piece very entertaining to read.

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Kristin Reynolds

THE BUDDHA WAS GOING TO WEEP
What a powerful piece, well written, and very moving. Peace, Kristin
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Anjali Sinha

'Man becomes a bee assaulting a rosebud' The theory of Karma--- where God and beast meet in dark.

Rinzu Susan Rajan

I want to walk in mist and snow over the bridge, on the bals clouds. BEAUTIFUL WISH...

Lee Crowell

I like poems that are absract enough that the reader can apply some of their own meaning to the lines. Very nice. You might like reading one of mine titled 'the greatest'

k k iloduba jnr

u creat emotions with words. it s a pity that this work is not drawing attention.i ve noted u.cheers. kk iloduba jnr

k k iloduba jnr

u write deep impressions. ur words are full of images.eyes like beanna` s are noticing you too.how do u draw inspirations? i ve written so much about roses,yet it never occured to me that they could be bloodied and wounded.i love the blood of your pen. cheers! kk

k k iloduba jnr

`the stars are blinking', ` the moon does not cry', `u unravel the last of roses'........satish, these lines are unforgetable.they ve electricity. why does not the soupers read stuffs like this and comment?kk

Denis Joe

The atmosphere of this is great. I like how it reads as a narrative of a personal relationship and of a relationship to events, with the emphasis on a lack of control. Yet the poem shows great restraint. There is no hyperbole and the creation of images such as that of the tossed coin are brilliant and gives hyper layered meaning to the poem as a whole.

k k iloduba jnr

certain as d blood of ur pen....death always comes.nobody knows the craft of imageries like u do. i feel u on this one just like d others.ciao.kk iloduba jnr

Allen Steble

nice write Satish, if its one thing we learn from history and disaster is we do listen, we do learn, but on a general level, we want to forget all the trajedies of this life and the past echo's wonderfully penned:)

Andrew Parking

Satish Verma's collection is again handsomely produced by ARAWLII publications and comprises two sections of peoms as indicated by the two parts of the title. Satish Verma is a mature poet, commanding the sudden surprise of the image in all its rightness and presence: "The traffic of private tears/will begin to move" or "Deep in my throat/a cuckoo sings for a queen of darkness,/ to invite the mists and clouds." He is a master of the complex feeling made manifest, suddenly there, always luring the reader into complicity with his moods and thoughts. This is the poetry of lived life. There is no fine style for the sake of fine style. His poems "Rear Mirror", "Listen", and "Slanting Truth", just to take three examples from a rich book, are poems one would not want to be without.

Goldy Locks

an exuberant burst of wondrous creativity~~! ! ! Satish, anything from your pen is worth reading and ABSORBING. best care xx sjg

Reshma Ramesh

brilliant............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oxygon

To pluck the flowers from the garden, or to pluck them from the vase—the garden is plucked by human hands, from the vase the hand of death—a seeming contradiction, but justly so.

John Rhinem

Oh, the sorrows of bitterness' and war--"Hello Precious Satish Verma! Such a profoundly soulful and heart-felt write here; filled with hopes and longings for peace and betterments--Compassions breaths, amid the saddened truths--penned within expressions so very very well! Love & Warmth To You Dear, John! Bye:

Goldy Locks

Alrite, maybe i didn't think this deserved a ten, Satish? But i was just so thrilled to see you posting... Your books, are an inspiration man. This piece, however, so succinct, to the point, it roughs me. It's incomplete. ~~~sjgxx

yann rolland

very touching and biblical….thanks for the poem…

yann

yann rolland

I find your poem very dark….But beautiful.

best wishes

yann

yann rolland

Thank you for the questionning and powerful verses….Some times if there is not considering of hope, there is either not of despair cause these two are the two sides of a same sensation….

regards

yann

oxygon

The shadows of sunrise grow shorter with each tick of the clock, the shadows of evening grow longer until the shadows are absorbed in the darkness. It is as if the the earth and the sun tells the story of life with each revolving moment. I really like the though that when alone, you were not alone, for truth walked beside you. A magnificent poem, Satish—Thank you,

Erastus Marugu

Humans forget that even, that which is not yet born, is life, and with selfish motives we engage in this barbaric act, foeticide. Excellently expressed. God bless

Cherry poppins

i like this
its sound pretty
i wasn't sure first with the name of it
then i read and it and sound quite mystical
keep up the good work.

Keisha Samlal

wow, that was...wow.
its the way you've said without actually saying it.

Chitra Lakhera

Ah this stirred my mind very well. Great poem and all the thoughts that wondered in my brain, you just can't believe. Gave me a great time. Love, Chitra

George Anos

Inspiring theme you explored with such depth here Satish! Brgds. George

yann rolland

Thank you for the questionning and powerful verses….Some times if there is not considering of hope, there is either not of despair cause these two are the two sides of a same sensation….

regards

yann

oxygon

The shadows of sunrise grow shorter with each tick of the clock, the shadows of evening grow longer until the shadows are absorbed in the darkness. It is as if the the earth and the sun tells the story of life with each revolving moment. I really like the though that when alone, you were not alone, for truth walked beside you. A magnificent poem, Satish—Thank you

Michael Jordan

Satish - Very deep poem - The ending was very unique in every way - Great poem & God Bless

Slyvia Esther

Superb brillian a masterpiece.

Jamie Puhi

you touchy upon a chancy topic but you some how manage to steer thoughtful words into a clear message. keep the writing up, your work interests meh. :D

oxygon

This seems to speak of an enormous injustice, men who sit in high places while the powerless ones of this world are cast about like fodder, and the graves of the downtrodden speak in a mute voice that recalls no remembrance of any God. This touches me deeply.

oxygon

I follow you down the dark and sometimes lit pathways of imagination, and I am always at the core of a dream I cannot fathom, but I am delighted to see, and hear, and touch and taste, and smell the flowers that grow in a garden I cannot enter, except from a vantage point outside the gate.

Magnificent writing—

Thad Wilk

A capturing read Satish ! Brilliantly expressed - I could not plug it , a hole in memory ; eloquent !
Best wishes!
Friend Thad

yann rolland

Hello Satish this is so beautiful, you really inhabit poetry…I love all the images of the poem.
yann

yann rolland

He cared too much of things and people around him,
I really love these verses, I can feel the dangerous temptation of it…. regards
yann

RAY LUCERO

Satish,
Tremendous metaphor in this passionate write.
Peace,
Ray

yann rolland

Hello Satish, I like plenty of ideas you rise in your poem, As always images are beautiful :
Your face has become an empty vase.
Text was smaller than life.
The stones, flowers and wings separated our lives.
rich poetry indeed…Thank you for the poem.
yann

oxygon

I will not seek to know the mind of the poet, but will extol the beauty of the song!

oxygon

“The moth eaten rags cover the polarities of words.” amazing! Have you read the American poet, Wallace Stevens, who wrote the famous poem “The Emperor of Ice Cream”? Your imaginative language conjures up thoughts of his dictum—poetry is the power of the imagination to see things not as they are, but as you will them to be—from “The Man with the Blue Guitar”.

I enjoy your daily submissions—

oxygon

The images are like a veil that both shields and then opens to reveal what is meant—an adventure of the word caught up in the winds of imagination, and encrypting what the imagination perceives! This reminds me of the great poet, Wallace Stevens.

Marty Owens , Carolyn Devonshire

I enjoyed reading this..very nice...Marty

Great poem filled with unique and clever images. I especially like the way you describe the mushrooms popping up and wearing "white caps to see the game." Also, there is much truth in the way books can open "a museum" to the reader. Well done, Satish! Love, Carolyn

Catrina Heart

Vultures and tigers have eaten the flesh
Juicy and fresh as blood still dripping out
Under the sizzling rays of afternoon sun

Sanitizing

Bacterium and viruses germinate
As creature of darkness to immunocompetence

Wolves play their harps to the extinct ethic minority
Slaughtering sliver of innocence and feelings


Your piece have inspired me to write this poem..............CT

srishti shrivastava

abstract feelings sculptured..liked it

Carol Brown, Sara Kendrick

Thank you for sharing your poetry with us Satish. Wishing you a great week filled with inspiration. Love, Carol

Interesting thoughts put to pen. Keep writing. Sara

medhini

A lovely poem, Satishji. Liked it very much.

Emu Getachew

powerful and captivating piece! 10+++++

Priyanka Bhowmick

wonderful lines Sir...and the script has been excellently penned down.

christopher higgins

Very powwerful write. The images in this piece are so powerful that I had to go back and try to get it all. Your writing speaks volumes to the world and its shortcomings. I hope you will continue your journey of writing and exploring the world.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

NOW I"M CRYING. Thanks for sharing. With Love, Dane

Congratulations, Satish, on having your controversial poem featured this week. It was interesting and somewhat painful to read. The third gender or hermaphrodite, about which you write. IS NOT MYTH. My Ingrid is a true hermaphrodite. Not quite male and not quite female. XXY chromosomes, and a genius. Having lived a life of painful harassments and society forsaken equalities, life has become somewhat settled in Ingrid's later, years. But scars, stares, and gossip remain. Lovingly, Dane

Carol Brown

I am so happy that your excellent poetry was included in my day of enjoyable reading. May you have a wonderful day filled with inspiration. Love, Carol

Stacey Haislop

I am taken aback...you have created a beautiful world in this poem...wakeup the moglittering...I will try that tonight...this is magic!

James Marshall Goff

Satish, this poem pulls me in and treats me with many thoughtful images to ponder.

L'nass Shango

You have the greatest sensibility, and sweetly exploit the delicacies of love, one of my favorite.

James Marshall Goff

feelin' resentment, outrage, violence, but somehow, I can't quite pin it down, your wonderful opening line wonderfully spins my brain! great poem, again! Jim