Friday, July 30, 2021

Who did not die?

'Dearth said mercy.'
'Right to kill was not religion.'
'What can be the last wish
of a stone buried in the grave'..
(Amen!
dear Poet
Amen!)
insightful, commentary
with unerringly, arrowed precision
thank you for choosing to share: Guru!-L. B. Mek

Impersonal Sorrow

A poem with good comparisons and depth in the message, Sir!-Padma

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Your God, My God

'There
were no scars. Who washed them?'..
that element of forgetfulness
we encourage and nurture
to enable our survival, knowing
its very existence - insures
our cyclical suffering, can never cease
and will never - relent
for as long as we look up to the clouds
to judge our glaring mirrored truth's
of wilfully pathetic: self-loathing - ignorance...
(a questioning write
I couldn't help
but try and scribble a reply)
thank you! Guru-L. B. Mek

Dream Hunters

I like be the last stanza the most in this poem and it summed it up well.-Poetic Beauty

Waiting For Flames

I love
reading your poetry. Your lines flow in the beginning then they drown the reader. It's breathtaking, effortless and enjoyable to read. In case none have told you lately.-ashes_twisted

The Other World

'and so silently, I let
the grudgingly inevitable, unfold: before me
knowing; regretting
will soon, be all that keeps me - company...'
(another wonderful poem, Guru!
thanks you for sharing and inspiring
my little scribbled reply)-L. B. Mek

Confessional Gist

A very lovely verse, Satish jee.-Padma

Sunday, July 25, 2021

No Insult

Every line has meaning in-depth and talks about the consequences of situations or activities. Nice poem, Satish jee.-Padma

Saturday, July 24, 2021

My Knowledge Was Raw

'Truth comes back when we are on fire.'
another great line, from a wonderful poem
thank you, Guru-L. B. Mek

Sleeptalking

'who lives beyond himself?
Where is the truth? The poem says in me.'
words to contemplate, deeply
thank you, Guru-L. B. Mek

Friday, July 23, 2021

Unflappable

money was polishing the pitch,
The only fire was generating the ash.
Money is nothing but generates ash, not happiness in life. Well said, Satish jee.-Padma

Wednesday, July 21, 2021

I Will Not Forego

There are many strong lines in this poem and the imagery painted with the full moon and thornless rose is beautiful.-Poetic Beauty

Poem Nocturne

I don't' flaunt belonging.
Why do you want to show the postscript?
Nature will find you one day.
I like these lines, Satish jee. The pretentious mind always will face troubles and we don't have to be so. A nice poem, with a good message.-Padma

Tuesday, July 20, 2021

Sunday, July 18, 2021

Glorified

This is Incredible work filled with deep profound thought. Thank you for sharing this poem of yours.-Carlos L Estrada

really tense,
luv the wordflow.-PlayWrite

In Wintering Pain

"Summer's melting green love and the sun rises in the glass of water".What an expression and imagery, Satish Verma jee! One can imagine and feel many things from your words!-Padma

Saturday, July 17, 2021

Glorified

really tense
luv the wordflow-PlayWrite

Show Me Your Lines

'The blood dries up
in the veins.
and the memory pricks
the ocean.'
if my poetic journey ends
with me having written a single line
as profound as the ones I highlighted
it would have all been worth it...
thanks for choosing to share
your poetic genius, Guru!-L. B. Mek

Friday, July 16, 2021

Did You Invent You

Bright stars dim. Sunflowers will
marry with the burning pyre.
What an expression it is! A beautiful poem, Satish jee.-Padma

Wednesday, July 14, 2021

Time Kills You

Amen!
(only - for me, its not the Time
that does us harm
its our needlessly cynical ability
to procrastinate
and waste, our very gift: of breath)-L. B. Mek

Severing off the Thumb

You've told me a lot of fo things. Positive things can never happen when deeds are done at the wrong time.-Padma

Monday, July 12, 2021

Sunday, July 11, 2021

Saturday, July 10, 2021

Evergreen

We will make another castle in the world'. These words which are filled with hope will make us move ahead in life though we're dishonored! I loved the theme and your style of writing, Sir!-Padma

Friday, July 9, 2021

Myth Of Golden Love

'The earth needs a pause
to think about life studies.
But Buddha sleeps.

A Sylvia Plath takes turn. You want
to bloom anger against
the opioid sleep in sun.'
pure poetic Genius! in my humble opinion
I read and learn: Guru-L. B. Mek

Dying Flames

Nice visuals...loved this one! Have a nice day!-Sherry Caayupan

Wednesday, July 7, 2021

Who Was The Winner?

'Spring bursts after encounter with nuances.

Fumbling from poem to
poem. I would not find the meaning of
pain of bleeding pen.'
Amen!-L. B. Mek

Bowls Are Empty

Very touching. Heart warming uncle.-Riju Bhargava

Give Me Back My Love

How beautifully you said, Satish jee. Expression of saddening emotions and voicing the fatal truth made this poem more valuable. A nice poem, Sir.-Padma

Monday, July 5, 2021

My Reticence

It's a very lovely poem with good imagery and facts, Satessh Varma jee.-Padma

The Fugitive

great piece i like you write ,no distinction between earth and sky.-silver cloud

Sunday, July 4, 2021

Pain Is Flowering

'Trying to solve the puzzles
of life.'
'Critique will give the judgement.'
'Why did you look back?
Would you like to sleep under the stones?'
'Invent a truth like a lie'.
'Is it not you morphed cloud of
lips in fusion of love and stings?'
'The heart of a fig tree says
it with flowers.'-L. B. Mek

Waves Rolling

We change and evolve throughout life. Many go through very harsh and traumatic lives that forever changes them and looking back you no longer see the person you want to be or the person you once were.

This poem is sad and truthful about not knowing who you are anymore and not liking the difference. Well worded and well done. - Poetic Beauty

Friday, July 2, 2021

Out Of The Question

beautiful!
I imagine if I wasn't such an ignorant fool
and had even a small grasp
of the contextual elements in your write
this would probably be
something truly profound to read..
still, for what little portion I gleaned
I thank you, Guru!-L. B. Mek

Knocks on the Door

A nice poem and I like these lines, Sir!
You wear the. Crown to hide the sharp
features of resurrecting truth.-Padma