Sunday, December 31, 2017

Turning To Dark

I loved this, I love nature and I wish more people wrote about it.-Yajaira Katzi 

Thursday, December 28, 2017

Light Luggage

Satish, such an interesting poem...10+++.-Bernard F. Asuncion

Stary Thoughts

All I can say as usual beautiful.-Dagmar Wilson

Honey Trap

This is just lovely, your visuals are breathtaking--Brenda

Beautiful.-Dagmar Wilson

Writing Furtively

No matter how unobtrusive you are, your irrelevant song will not have an effect on the inevitable disaster. Godd one Satish ji, -Supratik Sen

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Invisible Stains

Misty lips don't
leave the imprints on
the frozen face..... //.... There is something very special in your portrayal of emotions.-Rajnish Manga

Serendipity

i always hope it is Emmanuel in us that calls that shots ... you write such interesting poetry... may not comment much but that is because life is busy but I try not to miss what you post. happy holidays to you.-Debera

One Reality Show

Happy holidays. What a wonderful poetic weave. Interwoven within our time, Cosmos, and hearts with eloquence, while earthen, veraciously baying while meekly saying, we can but be like water. A few thoughts to close the New Year with :) An injustice to any is an injustice to all, and if it isn't addressed individually, it becomes a global injustice as well. "You can't struggle with the man's house (mansion) using the man's tools", Audrey Lourdes, "be the change you wish to see in the world", "the root of all oppression lies in (supposed) science", Gandhi. Remember, if responsibility isn't exercised, its Siamese twin sister, freedom, will wither, like an unused muscle as well; now, sadly, because of self-possession, it needs to be exorcised before it's exercised. No one must be conned by the corporate structure's convolution, divide and conquer only works on the divided, life is indivisible, as your potential is illimitable. If you will, please copy, share. Matutinally Yours, reality, james m nordlund.-reality1

Tribulations

I'll be honest, I never really understand your writes but I really enjoy reading them. This in no exception-it really is beautifully done-Brenda

Writing Furtively

No matter how unobtrusive you are, your irrelevant song will not have an effect on the inevitable disaster. Godd one Satish ji, -Supratik Sen

Thursday, December 21, 2017

The Clan

molarity without molars, good wordplay. enjoyed this.-poelove

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

The Shriek

Mute scars
Topically, of the abused. - well expressed concept. We hide our scars and their causes.-allets

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

The Gift Of Abandonment

While most of your recent poems have a moon in them, like this one, I am not sure if I could catch the intent here, unless it is talking about the confusing moonless night as a gift of abdonment.-Supratik Sen

Sunday, December 17, 2017

Friday, December 15, 2017

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Between The Accidents

Taking Sand Bath

Satish, each stanza a mystery to themselves. A fine write.-Robert Murray Smith

Parentheses

Yes, there is no point adding sugar to the sea.-Supratik Sen

"Adding sugar to sea", very nice Supratik. It added beauty to the poem.-R R Gandikota

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Renouncing

Questions that do not have answers, unless someone takes a plunge. -Supratik Sen

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Deterrence

I liked the image of caressing the mimosa, like a metaphor for vulnerable love? The third stanza 'The spontaneous probe will start the construct..' is very intriguing, but I wonder if it could be expressed more simply. I liked the abstract feel of this though. It feels like I am walking through time, touching and feeling.-monono 

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Let's Think

A philosophically analytical poem. Thanks for sharing. I quote:
a minimal existence.... and quantum pain,
Why there was war against the war.... when nobody wins?-Rajnish Manga

Ending Was A Ceremony

Yes and that becomes a ceremony... strange but true. The poem's quiet and firm tone is appealing.-
Supratik Sen

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Disoriented

..."abduction-of a mystic"...was a great use with the former line. I understand that phrase on several levels. So much more to say, too little space to write.-Yahchanan AbiyaH

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Monday, December 4, 2017

Tragedies

This reminds me of a few different pieces, such as the kidnap poem by Nikki Giovanni and the circus is cheaper when it rains by Iain S. Thomas.

It reminds me of kidnap because of the style, the flow, the swiftness and the subtlety of the words even though they carry intense power. And the circus is cheaper when it rains because of the emotion and the imagery and the uniqueness of the message being presented. I am in no way saying this is plagerism, I am simply appreciating the connection I was able to make, because in truth this is incredibly different from both, but has similar roots - if that makes sense.

I also really enjoy your voice here, and I'm eager to read more of your work in the future.-BlueJay

Icing

We'll never be able to control this planet, try though we might. I think as a race, we're incredibly arrogant to believe that we can. The earth is on a journey all of its own and was very busy with that long before humans popped up for the ride, and it will continue its journey long after we've self-destructed
I love this thought provoking piece :-)-Kitty Cat Lady

Saturday, December 2, 2017

Undressing

Nicely articulated poem with unique expressions. Thanks for sharing, Mr Verma.
when words start screaming. like howls of wolverines.-Rajnish Manga

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Still Alive

A though-provoking poem, Satish ji. The idea of gender-bending to give man some of the basic genes of a woman and make him more compassionate, certainly could lead to a better world.-GSP Rao

Yes we will survive everything, but wars, stubborn wars will become worse; we will die a thousand deaths without any 'different' birth therapy, but not succumb. We are destined to witness and withstand wars. -Supratik Sen

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

A Mauve Wound

A wonderful poem reflecting the bearing of panting pain in life.
Loved this delicate portrayal. Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Who Gives Up?

Insightful and contemplative reflection of the world within a faithful soul. Thanks.
The heartbeats miss.... with every skip of god's name.
Slices and maneuvers ― become the right of day.-Rajnish Manga

Expanding The Sky

The poet has really a unique style of expressing his innermost feelings.
Thanks for sharing. I would like to quote:
Something unsaid
will remain between the words.
I pick up the dots.-Rajnish Manga

Diet Of Tears

The words suck
the essence of unspoken
grief, when life turns
around to say goodbye.... //.... Feelings of the heart nicely expressed. Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Talking To A Friend

From unknown to unknown / I am the self / I am the known beautifully summarises everything - our life, what we know and what we cannot. -GSP Rao

Monday, November 20, 2017

A Mauve Wound

A wonderful poem reflecting the bearing of panting pain in life.
Loved this delicate portrayal. Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Counting The Steps

This is a mysterious offering full of death images. The last two lines are particularly enigmatic, as though the speaker was dealing with some deeply held guilt. It is almost as if t he/ she was in the midst of a dream. Beyond this I can tell nothing.-John the Baptist 

Friday, November 17, 2017

Rains Are Coming

"Like centipede, fear crawls in deep blind cave".
Nicely phrased.--Stephen

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Secretly

To Stay
"in the house of truth" is residence and a promise - nicely woven ambiguity - enjoyed, as always.-allets

Sacrificing Oneself

Austerity is great path to get fragrant life. Brilliant poem is beautiful.-Kumarmani Mahakul

The Myths Of Lies

We are but zero, nothing, dust. More? No.
I am amazed.-James Michael

Friday, November 10, 2017

Contentiously

You are a mysterious writer of which I appreciate you don't give much away which makes your writing much more special and unique.-Em

As always you write with so much mystery, it's mesmerising.-Brenda

How genuine of you Brenda!!-ddavidd

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

A Whirlwind Romance

You are a very special poet overlooked. -James Michael

satishverma, I wish only two things: One, that I could accept myself now, and two, that I could write as well as you do.-FredPeyer

Still Alive

satishverma, I have read your excellent poem already four times, but I think I need a few more readings as well as some time to think. But am not sure if I will understand it.-FredPeyer

Slanting The Picture

Wonderful Hiku my friend.-MissSharon

One of Your Best I have read Inspirational.-SuperSlimJim

Depending on me

Very nice poem Mr. Venu Gopal, Karuna Sri's "Pushpa Vilapam" comes to my mind. As a student of Botany, I liked your poem very much.-R R Gandikota

Thanks for the interesting post.-Jasneet Kaur

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Eternality

Thanks for sharing a thoughtful read. Keep writing and responding to other posts.-Jasneet Kaur

Friday, November 3, 2017

The Hostage

I really like this. You used very powerful imagery and force your reader to think about their meaning.-PotbellyPleb

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Economics

"...to seek nothing..."
All corporeal acqisitions are nothing, god(s) do not exist on this plane equals nothing - I like walking around in dichotomies and ambiguities in end lines, Satish.- allets

Flying In Dark

Interesting as usual. You explore inner truths and come up with the strength of your ego which seems mighty important So where are you, the apple once bitten goes brown and dissolves, implodes. The twin is the mirror inverse is that person less an egotist or more. I wonder.-Paul Brookes

It Was Time

Love this-so much for food for thought in this write.-Brenda

Satish
An incredible piece which has your name all over with great metaphors and story
well done.-Michael

"Leaky ethics" ... love it! Great poem Satish.-Kitty Cat Lady

Satish...this write is mystical and engaging. Amazing poem about time.-mossgirl19

Blown away:
O, watchmaker,
trapped in your own shadow,
you were yourself a fugitive.-ddavidd

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Thinking Off •••

"...bear the pluralism―"
When I read a line like this I go all over the place (pluralistically) to withstand: people, crowds, variety's offering, weight of being, bombardment of stimuli, world view reconcilled, expose the plethoric, the substance of writing that trires to unveil everything, surviving any onrush of emotion, or onslaught of the seeable or touchable. Rich image for getting lost in. -allets

Friday, October 27, 2017

Dragonflies

Satish,
You, quietly, are one of the most abstract and talented poets on this site. Your poetry is never less than beguiling and mesmerizing. Take care.-Ben Pickard

These words are more than dragonflies, Satish. Dragonflies are small and a little weak, but your words are strong and they always stand up for themselves. Love this mystically vague write from you.-mossgirl19

Scourging

This is quite scourging.-mossgirl19

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Gliding

A fine poem on the soulless lives we lead, indulging in base acts and then running for cover in the 'sangam'. -GSP Rao

Monday, October 23, 2017

Perhaps

I like the visuals that each stanza portrays. The first stanza is very clear and an excellent creative start.

The second stanza paints a vivid moon lit night

I think the third is describing desire which should be sharp but isnt sharp enough to cut a jelly fishes eye

A sun stroke was speechless without a sun the gift of a night made me think that you were saying that night was a gift rather than the alternative which would be painful like sunburn or take away the sun from the sun burn and the sunburn is defunct and so you are left with the gift of cool night?

I loved "The sweet tooth of a lie scoops a truth" its a great metaphor but "king of bitters" made me struggle a little. I wondered if the addiction to lying left a bitter taste so by being a consistent liar by default would be the king of bitters taste?

I could be completely off track but I thought I would give it s whirl. It's certainly thought provoking and very deep. Best wishes-Milly Hayward


Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Fury

omg ! its so beautiful. I love it.-Egyptianqt79

‘crossing The Bar' Once Again...

This poem is spiritual..... and this poem is touched my heart...I feeling well reading this poem. -Rahul Shil

Brilliant write! Good ink!-Sofia Kioroglou

Thought provoking. Kabir says,

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. -C. P. Sharma

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.-Rayhan Rhyne

If you are blessed with those eyes (pl. see my poem under this caption) you will enjoy this crossing the bar once again! -Subbaraman N V

For A Desirable World

Strong and powerful message well conveyed. -Jasneet Kaur

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

There Was No Subject

In dead of night, it
rains inside the eyes, on paper
and in poems.
-I loved it..An amazing poem..beautifully penned..regards.-Dr Dillip K Swain

Forces Unseen

I liked it. Very well done, deep and thought-provoking. Yet I feel as if it isn't finished, so if you ever create another part, let me know! :) -MaiaSki 

Monday, October 16, 2017

Under The Cloud

Thanks for the stirring share. Keep writing and responding to other posts.-Jasneet Kaur


Sunday, October 15, 2017

Dark Was Good

The life's many scripts
will remain unread
buried in the folds of sands.... yes, it is. Beautiful poem incely inscribed. Thanks for sharing.-Kumarmani Mahakul

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

A True Deception

This really is amazing. I'm glad to see it nominated. Well done--Brenda

I can only mirror what Mr darcy said.. fantastic satish-Em

Exquisite and mysteriously beautiful. I am left somewhere between, darkness and light; like a vagabond walking the nights streets, looking in at coffee bars that are just out of reach.-Mr. Darcy

Why

I absolutely love your language Satish! I love the way you are writing recently. I appreciate them more and more. I imagine an artist painting in pain. This is stunning as ever. If I may say something, I wish the word 'canal' could be replaced, as for me it kind of affects the elegance of this piece. :-)-mossgirl19

Emotionally

Oh wow! Splendid write, Satish! Love the pauses in here, there is a rhythm that captivated me.-mossgirl19

Monday, October 9, 2017

Anatomy Of Violence

hello,
it is very nice to meet you! I enjoyed your strangely compelling poem.-Candlewitch

Teach Me To Die

Fading moon swims in limitless sky. No mooring of the lost boat in ocean burns tear. An amazing poem is vividly drafted with wise mind. Brilliant poem this is..-Kumarmani Mahakul

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Masculinity

Beautifully shows how ridiculous the road protests and mass hysteria have become now. -GSP Rao, Hyderabad

A powerful pen picture with pithy lines rich in rhetorical devices. -Ajaya Kumar Samal, N C College,Jajpur

What a shameful picture on the so-called masculinity. A masculine poem indeed!-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Time Will Take Revenge

It is a strange mix of hope and hopelessness. The poem throughout submits to violence and accepts it as a phenomenon, but the title of the poem, which is obviously at the helm of the text gives us a boomeranging hope.

Undeniably striking are these lines:
It was always extreme.
The temper, the love,
the hate.
You could offer yourself
for idiopathic study.

This 'extreme' outburst of emotions is a global headache. It seems people of this planet are suffering from 'imbalance syndrome', we are santolanbhrast; what Chinua Achebe calls as 'balance of stories' needs to be learned and inculcated. This minute we love something so dearly that anyone who doesn't love that something is hated and outcast, cleared from the face of the earth, and so on. How does one understand Myanmar, a Buddhist country to so bittelry hate the rohingyas; this hatred has become ubiquitous now in any part of the world. This group in this region, no other groups, if there is any other group, clear them, the word for killing is clear, a very nice euphemism indeed; Facebook reflects this nature very well, in like-unlike-friend-unfriend clusters, but the 'real' cause for this insanity is not quite unknown. One reason could be the jungle life that still exists in our minds because in forests, the origin of our birth, you do see animals living like that, I think we have confused their killing with ours, theirs is for eating, ours is for winning and for something we do not really know.

Would have liked to know from you if you love reading Beckett.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Once- Over

Unbelievably beautiful expression. Thanks for sharing, Mr Verma. I quote:
I had once / asked you to trim / the eyebrows
like a bow./ So that you can / kill a bird / in flight.-Rajnish Manga

Near The Sun

Such a great poem, Satish...10++++++-Bernard F. Asuncion

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Ascendancy

Nice one, could u explain the white lilies verse as well..-Srujana 

The Judgement

It's eerie in it's nature and brings the right mood in..-Srujana 

Negotiation

Satish sir - Your pen is strong and bold and so are your verses mirrored on YS. There is a lot that we can learn if you engage in a dialogue with us amateurs. A sincere feeling. Thank you.-Annapurna Sharma, Nellore

A stirring read. Keep sharing your thoughts on other posts too, as and when time permits.-Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Lotus is so much hyped with a particular political party that it is difficult as a reader to take the eyes off it and re-see the intent of the poem; however, the disobedient image of the innocuous flower does not leave from the head, much like the broken nib trying to write or re-write the destiny. An involving write. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Monday, October 2, 2017

Laissez-Faire

"you were in a silent mode like a Buddha" - I love the images you paint - Blacpoet

A Bruised Memory

Divisions Of Time
"...This moment after sometime splits..." When I read an image like this my imagination is renewed. Thank you for sharing this poem - it rocks!-allets

In Clouds

Hi...does the two persons on this poem haven't met yet? One must be evading... ;)...Anyway, I love this piece...-Sherry Caayupan

It mischievously is a sense of relieve, knowing that I understands this is a masterpiece!!-ddavidd

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Expressions

What a joke! Indeed! Why the moon alone, we are all booby-trapped in our own clouds too. A good one Satish ji.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Saturday, September 30, 2017

My Questions

So here a prophecy has been proven false. What prophecy is the question. I reckon it may refer to famine or maybe wars that lead to humanitarian distasters.
The fig tree is used here to perhaps illustrate that just a few small seeds or actions can alleviate suffering.

The references to the divine may suggest we have no one to blame but ourselves.

The last stanza is directed to the reader. To paraphrase 'are you tired of falls lies empty promises'?. Could be a comment on politics here, maybe that is what is questioned here. Hope i was close!-Mark

Thinking Loud

Time demand loyalty, good one.-Gajanan Mishra

Friday, September 29, 2017

The Avenger

Fantastic poem showing that illusions are a part of life which need to be interpreted
in the right perspective. Thanks, Verma ji.-Rajnish Manga

A simile with a great philosophical theme of profound meaning. Thanks for sharing.-Jayatissa K. Liyanage

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Once- Over

Unbelievably beautiful expression. Thanks for sharing, Mr Verma. I quote:
I had once / asked you to trim / the eyebrows
like a bow./ So that you can / kill a bird / in flight.-Rajnish Manga

Fury

Utter despair looms large in the world where a group, a large group, indisposed and directionless are perpetually fighitng with shadows, killing innocence with plastic intelligence. The melting point of realisation doesn't help from the inevitable disaster.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Ziplocked

Talking To A Friend

Not sure....not sure of meaning...but I think I have it! Spirit...here you are the soul! The friend is the mortal body?-Mark

Pondering

Satish sir your poem on "Pondering" stimulates us to keep Pondering all the time to know the value of Pondering.TFS. -Iftekhar Ahmed, Kolkata

Sea and the beach being at the epicentre of the poems, the image of pondering gets so easily imprinted. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Each verse defined the beauty of pondering, so well. Keep writing and responding to other posts. Many young writers will benefit from your valuable comments and constructive feedback. -Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Monday, September 25, 2017

Untrailed

An excellent image filled piece.-Em

Neutral

I love this, it reflects so well that feeling of being truly lost for words and having no idea what to do for the best. Very poignant.-Kitty Cat Lady

Poetic

Yes Satish sir your verse reminds me one of the famous lines of Shelley's poem which states that "Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought".Very nice poem. -IFTEKHAR AHMED, KOLKATA

Yes why not; keep writing about 'the beauty of dying sun' when its birth is so aganising. Death or silence seems to be the true poem. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Saturday, September 23, 2017

The Living Death

Death As A Debt
I never considered it that way before. - allets

*return To Ashes

I cannot decipher this. First stanza I can't help to feel as river night fishing. The return to ashes maybe where ashes were once released into the river.

Second stanza may refer to the preparation of the caught fish.....Gustav Klimt is a Austrian painter (loved his tranquil waters)

Last stanza...my only idea is maybe a reference to his painting kiss.-Mark

Conversation

I really had to think about this...interpretation isn't my strongest quality.. But I feel a sense of inner conflict...maybe the two hills represents both sides of the brain..the light or sun failing references could mean darkness is winning this conflict?-Mark

The Democracy

This seems to highlight imperfections in politics. In particular how emotionless laws, political philosophy and executive commands are. Then I interpet; the same can be said about robotics and our reliance on them. The last stanza may refer to all these systems not realizing ..we have things to answer for in the afterlife. -Mark

Ashamed

Witty expression,Satish Sir.Indeed there are many people who even after committing the most heinous crimes don't feel ashamed rather they begin to justify their brutal acts by using most abusive words.But justice will be done at last and Janus will open the gate of hell for those criminals.In this mundane world these criminals succeed in escaping from being penalized and their brutal acts filled the pages of the historians but they should not consider this respite as a boon but it is the filthiest bane in the guise of boon for them but they realize it not.Very nice composition,Satish sir.-IFTEKHAR AHMED, KOLKATA

How brilliantly the title of the poem is beaming in its every line Satish ji. Wonderful to read about the god of beginnings who will trap the light (as if that's possible) and open the doors. The hyphenated connection between the third and the fourth couplets speaks volumes of our futile, artificial, superficial and plastic connections and reluctance to address the pressing issues despite using verbosity and other instruments of war. When we commit a crime as heinous as rapes, we do forget, don't we, that we are also raping humankind by insulting our moms (ah precious moms, our mammas) and mother tongue is bound to break into unnoticed tears. This is one of your best, from all aspects. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Relentlessly

So profound a poem, Satish Sir! Conveying the truth wrapped in metaphors and striking verses, is so appealing. A couple of readings and guided with Supratik's expert comments, I am able to garner the gist. Much to learn from you. Thankyou for this splendid share. -Gomathi Mohan, New Delhi

What a horrific image of endorsed chicanery and lies in the guise of liberation and failing and murderous democracy! The penultimate or the tenth sentence says it all and prepares to relentlessly highlight the absolute opposite of what democracy stands for, that you are shoved on the tracks before incoming electric wheels. This example far exceeds the otherwise cliché example of an inevitable disaster, riding a tiger. Eleven thousand mistakes are openly hidden in these eleven sentences, and the eleven stops are on one level urging the world to stop and on another level they focus, underline the non-stoppable self-destructive and suicidal character of the world. Absorbing, emotionally charged and intellectually stimulating. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

The Trappers

Very strong underlying meaning of war torn areas and countries. Very figurative. Thanks for sharing.-Artempathy

Rains Are Coming

or stashed away in dark places but not present to solve and not about to arrive. Jose is the next hurricane, Islands are being abandoned. Rain is a metaphor - impending ranging from innundations and deaths to overwhelmed psyches, the candle missing, lightless in total darkness - marvelous image. More than hoplessness, nihlist. Scary as prophetic.. -allets

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Hubble Turns 20

Yes I think the poet is trying to find what is the outer galaxy, explaining well,
the every thought.-Domic Sands

Words And Passages

This is indeed a beautiful poem, sir. The best I have read today! -Preetha Sreeni, Palakkad

A subtle poem reflecting the fierceful, forceful and threatening silence maintained by the keepers, at least those revered, conferred and identified as such. Very painful indeed, whence the laughing Buddha is ailing, seeing the world topsy-turvy. Difficult times made more so with no will whatsoever to find an answer. Loved the last two lines, reminding we are not immortal or young forever. Time is fleeting by. Thankyou Satish Sir for sharing this beautifully composed poem, painted with painful reality. -Gomathi Mohan, New Delhi

Warning against a warning!

Reading the poem gives blue horrors to find mindless people defining borders with scratched, inert body that is also celebrated as a warning in the confused world where the smiling Budhha becomes the ailing Budhha upon perhaps seeing intolerance in his endearing world; a foolish act would be definitely to find the hand which is supposed to help, heal, now engaged in the hit-hurt-hate acts. Somehow the narrator suddenly turns back and warns that tomorrow will cease to remain with guilds.

Perhaps it is this turning back at the offenders that justifies the name of the poem as Words and Passages, where words also mean promises and passages the passing or the changing times. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Saturday, September 16, 2017

You

cuckoo cucoon --- aphorism of
cuckoo cucoon --- aphorism of the moon, lusty moon of ido loon --- maker of the master moon make my mizer know his boon... the boon of bane said man the maid --- after all i clena the faye of rainman and the play is just a hand of the maker.-burkej1h

Friday, September 15, 2017

It Matters

Marvelous writing Satish. Thank you for sharing.-Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Kindled Night

This is a truly fascinating piece to read because, at least to me, it is incredibly unique and it showcases an extremely diverse use of imagery. I hope more people come across this.-BlueJay

Weaving Silence

I thought that you might appreciate an indepth feedback on this remarkable piece. It is only my opinion and perceptions but hopefully you will take it in the spirit given.

The first stanza kicks off with a dramatic start that hits you right between the eyes.
"Do I have a choice before knifing the page for a meaning, when I was drowned in a nostalgia"

Stanza 2 - I had never heard of Cinchona bark so looked it up - it is a tree whose bark has medical properties. Knowing this - for me gave this stanza even more depth.

"Cinchona bark. This was my keyword for living bitterly under a tryant inciting the riots of colors".
These words bring imagery to my mind of someone who is strong, a surviver managing to stay sane despite living under the thumb of a tyrant. I especially loved "inciting the riots of colours "what an amazingly creative way to portray violence incited by a tyrant.

Stanza 3 - "The digital death comes as a reward for insane truth" Again a powerful line that grips the reader. Then the poem takes a more sorrowful tone... "You turn the back on home and walk towards the sea –" the seeping out of strength, the fights all gone.

Final stanza. "to count the empty shells on beach, here life completes a cycle from emptiness to emptiness you are ready to go in void. Here the sadness deepens and leaves the reader feeling the loss of a life and the feeling of emptiness.

An inspirational piece. Although you have written on the death of Steve Jobs at the end I feel that this poem is so well written as that it could apply to so many peoples lives and as I interpretted in
many different ways. Very enjoyable. -Milly Hayward

Wow, fantastic piece, Satish!-mossgirl19

Taking Cognisance

The poem raises the issue of poaching very poignantly. It comes to a freezing point of horror when poaching is extended to killing of the girl-child. Satirical and very hard-hitting.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

The Volcano Erupts

This is probably one of the best expressions I have read concerning the freedom of a soul. Thanks.
..You don't own your life.... your freedom.
..If you.... see me as your liberator.
I will bring my own shackles.-Rajnish Manga

Extolling

Good play of words. Would appreciate if you could leave your insightful responses to others. Surely new writers will benefit from your constructive feedback.-Jasneet Kaur , New Delhi

I absolutely second Mallick da here. The one in the middle stands out.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Satish ji, I like the second one! It has great deeper meaning! Thank you.-Kumarendra Mallick, Hyderabad

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

A Strange Phenomenon

Time, a non-negotiable element of Life as mortality has proven...Born to die, just as the moon, sun, stars & space...while here within this dimension, we can bond with said forces of God's astrological largess...and speak to these elements if we choose, so long as we listen to their answers to our queries...as aside from their 'Creator' their be no more glaring and trustable source of our lives and planets future than these forces. So, why not take the TIME to dialogue while time and space are still masque by science as conceived by a Bang & a whole of blackness...And they call them Rocket Scientists! God help us all, my friend.-Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Being Mortal

Beautiful poem Satish
Thank you for sharing.-Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Anatomy Of Violence

Brilliant! Hard-hitting on violence at its best. While the first stanza looks like Inès and Garcin locked up in 'hell' or *Huis clos (a windowless room) written by Jean-Paul Sartre, the last stanza perhaps refers to the horse in the novel called Black Beauty by Anna Sewell who, much like the novel is finally relieved to his happy retirement in the country after 'a myriad tears'. The powerful reference talks so clearly about the atrocities (a signature assault) and our inability to reach out to 'the god' with our balloon thought. Well done. And what an apt name dear Satish!
On the critique side, would have preferred a footnote for the asterix marked against Black Beauty. However, as an author you must always have the last word, so would like to be corrected if you meant anything else for the asterix. I am condemned by the academic way of looking at texts, which says 'rien est gratuit', nothing is free.

*Huis clos (closed door) is the French name, it's called No Exit and In camera in British and American Engish translations respectively.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Friday, September 8, 2017

Death Of A Godman

An emotional piece with vivid imagery liked it very much.-Milly Hayward

Unfreezing

This is dark but always a wonderful read. Well done-renda

Satish
another dark piece of writing, in a style I enjoy reading very much.-Michael

Forgetting

Satish,
I do enjoy reading your work, so intriguing.-Michael

Misdemeanor

Psychological war is the reason for the physical war we have in this world. It pollutes everyone, the three pronouns very methodically put in the poem; laying all the cards on the table has been very poignantly used in the last stanza; putting oneself in other's shoes (father's shoes) doesn't really help altering the shower of abuses. It (the psychological war) continues, the ping pong game is on and this is the misdemeanor (the wrongdoing that continues like the cause and effect of karma) the poem is talking about; if I could make sense after reading the poem many times.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Monday, September 4, 2017

Unknowingly

Subtle and romantic, elegant verse.-Katrina S

With Moon And Sunlight

The poem talks of bitter truth which may not be palatable to many. But it is what it is. Thanks, Mr Verma.
.... Else you drink hemlock,
make your throat blue to
protect the man from misery of life.-Rajnish Manga

New Pathways

A poignant read.-Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Making Overtures

"The pain eases, when memory fails." No regrets comes across as coming to terms with reality. Clever usage in the last line.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Friday, September 1, 2017

Zeitgeist

Beautiful poem, great writing!-FredPeyer

On Cobbled Trail

Save some volatility
for me. I have broken
my wings........//.... So poignant and thought provoking. Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Unheading

Wonderful. Enticingly thought provoking. What a beauteous musing missive. Thanx for sharing, for all you do and don't. Keep up the great work, please. "Where there are two or more gathered in his name, there is love". Have a nice day. Ciao, for now. reality-reality1

Splitting The Night

Making Overtures

"The pain eases, when memory fails." No regrets comes across as coming to terms with reality. Clever usage in the last line.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Measuring The Scales

The saddest lips will
not tell the violence of uncluttered
words, that had wounded the heart.
Beautiful line..Nice work.10+++ for it. -Subhas Chandra Chakra

Beautiful poem Satish
Thank you for sharing.-Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Blackened Seeds

Intriguing but cannot decipher...can you help this uneducated soul...because I really like your work!-Martina Lynch

Oversighting

Nice composition Satish Sir.Very thought-provoking.-IFTEKHAR AHMED, KOLKATA

Thursday, August 24, 2017

The Wax Palace

Yes, I think there is smoke all around...and what a haunting atmosphere it has created.-mossgirl19

The Stings

Ours is rather a crazy world and these stings are everywhere...especially in our heads!

This was a real captivating write.-mossgirl19

Pantheon

The vagueness here is enjoyed in a good way.-mossgirl19

A Moth Speaks

considerate and well-considered Satish-Douglas Scotney

Ziplocked

Good one Satish ji!-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

A Bird Song

Come, sit beside me
holding my hand.
We will look at the moon..... // Lovely expression of togetherness. Thanks.-Rajnish Manga

Wonderful reiteration of the eternity of love. Thanks for sharing.-Ratnakar Mandlik

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Unforgiving

I feel like I could chew on this for awhile. Excellent imagery. It seemed to end a bit abruptly, but then, perhaps you were going for a fade out image of bared trees. In which case, it works. Cheers!-SaintdeSales 

Into The Lair

The amazing haunting feeling fills the air again.-mossgirl19

Drift Wood

The first piece of love I read from you. There is a heavy feeling of sadness in this piece. The last stanza is definitely fantastic.-mossgirl19

Words are mine

I liked the third stanza immensely.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Standing Alone

The meloncholic pain well expressed in these thoughtful verses.-Iftekhar Ahmed, Kolkata

A poem filled with melancholy and isolation. A nice read sir.-Annapurna Sharma, Nellore

Repeating History

Satish Sir you have poignantly expressed your sorrows. In fact it is the harshest reality of life which none can shirk by any means. Very nicely composed. -Iftekhar Ahmed, Kolkata

A stirring composition. TFS. -Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Recollection

I faved these...I like to keep reading them...I am still trying to figure out the first...The third with the help pf a dictionary and the second I am guessing! these are really clever!-Martina Lynch

Friday, August 18, 2017

Yellow Roses

Oh this is beautifully written, really appreciate that first verse...It is so neatly folded...no blurring of the lines! Wonderful piece.-Martina Lynch

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Waiting To Blink

I like this a lot. Well played.-Nicholas Browning

Without A Title

we are lost and will wander around looking for conclusion :D - enjoyed this one. Particularly: "...I wanted the sacred smell of dark heaven/which was dispensing the forgiveness..." and "Deliberately I cleaned my room twice/to welcome the instincts..." -allets

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Doom’s Day

Just hauntingly great.-mossgirl19

My respect!!-Frank

I love this and it captures the horror of what has happened today. Thank you!-Nobody

The Wars

This felt like a dream - or rather, a nightmare - where so many different images seem to violently cut into each other as each stanza switched to another. It was powerful and raw, with little drops of poetic air.-Bradley Peter

Blew me away, again!-mossgirl19

Monday, August 14, 2017

Like Rosetta Stone

White holes
in black teeth.
An empty truth bleeds.

A lesser light
fights the darkness in a ring.
There was no excuse
for harmony.
- - - - - - - A profound poem with stunning imagery- - - - - -Darkness in the ring- - A breach in harmony- - -Bharati Nayak

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Who Was Me?

Wow, another great write here Satish. You always take me somewhere with your great imagery and unique tone.-mossgirl19

The imagery had me on the edge of my seat. Dark, straining, reaching. Exquisite piece of work!!-Jessica

Bare Tongue

This is beautiful and haunting to the bones!-mossgirl19

The thought process you had when writing this eludes me but can I just say I love it for what it is, suppose that's the beauty of poetry.-Aries Rising

To be honest I don't even know what you are talking about, but I love it. Blue clouds? Empty cauldron? Robot leading a revolution maybe? This poem remind me of the scene in the 2011 (I think) of the reboot of freddy kreuger nightmare when at the beginning he was dreaming of all the weird things and pigs in the pots on fire in the kitchen. This poem also for some reason makes me think of heronymous bosch and one of the paintings, thinking what kind of fable is being depicted here. Great poem. And please don't be offended I'm writing on instinct ha.-Milo

The Ink Did Not Stop

The ink did not stop / I was writing alone. This you have done admirably and with remarkable diligence always. Your obsessions to express your most profound thoughts consistently, is indeed very inspiring, Satish ji.-GSP Rao, Hyderabad

Friday, August 11, 2017

Self-Deception

"Goddess of ruin"---oh what an amazing usage! Nice poem. -R R Gandikota
KAKINADA

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Courting Fidelity

This just exploded! In my mind, it did. So powerful!-mossgirl19

Courting Fidelity

This just exploded! In my mind, it did. So powerful!-mossgirl19

Howling

Seamless.
Thanks for sharing another creative piece from your pen.-Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Reaching Out

The emotions have been captured in your poem in a very careful and precise manner.
Can you read from the stains of an empty
cup of tea? My life had been like that. These lines are really relatable by many since their life is also no different from that of yours.-Gurleen Kaur Narang

Monday, August 7, 2017

Arithmeatic

I enjoyed this poem, the imagery you created was nice.-lostinthewaves

please tell me what your poem name means.
simple and cute poem.-Abraham George

The Shooting Star

Powerful Images
"By transforming the obsession
into the wholeness of a metaphor,
don’t you externalize the center,
of a theme?"
When I want to read the finest poetry I've encountered anywhere in a long time - I read 10 or so of your work and rethink why I became a poet when the world has you. - Marvelous writing - enjoyed twice :-allets

Of Unknown Roots

There is something very special in the poem- a search, a probe or a study of reality of life. Thanks.
Tying loose / threads / to become sane.
The book remains incomplete / I have come to meet the prince of
pranks. There was a / mystical touch.-Rajnish Manga

Cupidity

Really like this...I love the imagery you have created!-Martina Lynch

Howling

Seamless.
Thanks for sharing another creative piece from your pen.-Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Existential Dilemmma

Oh, wow. You amaze yet again in this piece, Satish.-mossgirl19

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Knowing Thyself

No one knows who they are. This is the nature of mind full of electro-chemical neurons that pulsate unceasingly all of life. See my Our Fascinating Minds.-Robert Murray Smith

Friday, August 4, 2017

Black Walls

True, things have been deteriorating fast, faster than we can imagine. But there is hope. Always a star of hope in the dark sky blinking away without our notice. Do we care to notice? An interesting read sir. -Annapurna Sharma, Nellore

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Without A Name

This poem seems to have borne out of dissatisfaction of not having achieved much in life, and talks of defeats in life. The mind is also agitated at time running out. While this is reality with most people, it will be better to remain positive and try to do something worthwhile in the remaining time of life. -GSP Rao, Hyderabad

A loser becomes a nameless hero, much like the thought all will be well in the end. Stimulating read. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Monday, July 31, 2017

Was It True?

Impressive quilling....Just an observation.... Unless you are an agnostic or atheist, God should be capitalized. Good write though.-Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Ambulating Pain

Painful picture painted with perfection. TFS.-Supratik Sen, Kolkata

Friday, July 28, 2017

Understanding Death

and death shall have no dominion.-onepauly

Dead Faith

Quite a comedy of errors in 'Dead Faith'. And 'Everything is abused for self gratification.' Good write. -Leonard Dabydeen, Brampton, Ontario, Canada

A fine poem with genuine feeling of repentance. Tears indeed try to wash away our past ignorance and weaknesses. -GSP Rao, Hyderabad

Delighted to shortlist the poem. -Editorial team, Your Space

Sarcasm and satire seem to be at the helm here. However, it is also an occasion to wash away sins and a time to confess. -Supratik Sen, Kolkata

I liked the line'To live without meaning is very painful'`A good poem sir. -Rajiv Ajjibal, Sirsi, Uttara Kannada, Karnataka

Tears can wash away all sins. Wonderful poem. -UK Atiyodi, Kandangali, Payyanur 670307

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Talking To Monkshood

Wonderful philosophical musings. Thanks. I quote:
Kneeling before invisible / god, the absurd icons,
O god, we run after you / when there was no answer.-Rajnish Manga

Absurdity

"...bail out/the saint of fallen apes..." if the tree is a rood and the bail out redemption and humanity then absurdities abound.-allets

Great powerful poem I feel the middle stanza could be left out and it would still be as powerful! Fantastic write! Of course I expect nothing less from you.

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS "Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - SSmoothie

Countdown

Nice composition.-Jasneet Kaur, New Delhi

Unjointed

Such a masterpiece!!-Frank

Satish, this painted vividly such sad scenes. A sad write that takes you somewhere to think. You do have a way with that. Beautifully written.-mossgirl19

Everlasting

Each stanza is beautiful with great visuals and deep but illusive meaning. An intricate and thought provoking piece.-Milly Hayward

This is fantastic, Satish. Beautiful.-mossgirl19

Unstitching

This is really deep and took me somewhere.-mossgirl19

Unusual but compelling piece-Milly Hayward

Mourning Band

I agree with Mel and Brenda. Amazing write!-Ren

This is breathtakingly beautiful.-mossgirl19

Your writes transcend even description. Amazing...-Brenda

Away From Home

This is a truly stunning post! The imagery is so heavy. The last line tugged deep in my heart.-mossgirl19

Monday, July 24, 2017

Friday, July 21, 2017

Standing Still

This screams of deep loss.-Poetic Beauty 

Stuffed Silence

"...Unchained freedom will
"...Unchained freedom will come late,
when you become the destiny..."
I could not stop re-reading these lines. -  allets