Friday, July 2, 2021

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

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Most Bleeding Heart

A very subtle poem of pang and anger.
Rather beasts always remain beasts. Only humans turn to be inhumans. A powerful poem, Satishji.-Santosh K Mishra

suddenly love dies in my arms.
I loved this line the most and it sums up everything, Sir! A nice poem with depth in meaning.-Padma

Saturday, June 26, 2021

Nightfall

(such a brilliant poem: Guru;
forgive me, I just had to try and respond
however inadequate my words may read
aside - your poetic genius)..
those symbolic Bilberries of yearned-for, modest perfection
do indeed stain our legacies
churn our guts, till our eyes: glare Green
and somewhere in that mirage of our shadow's shed
we awaken, a small sprouting of hope
accustomed to aiming low, for being planted
in a world with diminishing light: to begin with...-L. B. Mek

Turn Off The Lights

An extraordinarily rich write from an extraordinary poet!-Laura

For No Obvious Reason

This is excellent and made me grasp for breath many times. The punctuation in this works really well.-Em

Friday, June 25, 2021

Barren Plains

Very truly said and good imagery is felt, Satish jee.-Padma

Wednesday, June 23, 2021

Do Not Throw The Moon

I find faces of leopards digging the tombs with gloved hands. stands for.-Reginold Jacob

Poetry Vs Poverty

traversing straight, is a fine - trait
its just, they bequeathed us a path
so narrow: we lack, scope - enough
to envision a future
beyond, that abundantly incessant strife
foreshadowing, our every step...-L. B. Mek

A very philosophical write. Well written with a strong message.-Andy Hunter

I Admire You

A poem in which concern and love expressed so beautifully, Sir.-Padma

Tuesday, June 22, 2021

The Compass Failed

I want to meet myself..-I Ali

directionless we may find ourselves
momentarily
now and then, but pathless
is a state we can never be
whilst we yet: draw breath...
for even in our mind's
this life we traverse, is endless
in its variety and scope;
its only ourselves, that limit
our possibilities horizon's
by squinting needlessly
instead of trusting, in our ability...
The Compass Failed.-L. B. Mek

Monday, June 21, 2021

Saturday, June 19, 2021

Is This Futurism?

yep, so few know
that 'the wasteland' was partly inspired
by the miserable divorce, T. S. Elliot, experienced..
'Ignited': Indeed...!
(but its Peaches, he dared: not mangoes) lol-L. B. Mek

No Retaliation

Thank you for sharing your poem, Satish. This is wonderful and powerfully written.-Carlos L Estrada

Friday, June 18, 2021

Fingerprints

Like most of what you write, I love this verse. And even as sad as the outcome in this poem seems, you're a survivor.-Willys Watson

I agree with Carlos. A poem of mystery and hidden meanings that are clouded behind some obtuse images. One for the lovers of abstract poetry. -Marina

this poem really has a mystery to it. It can have so many meanings attributed to it. I enjoy reading works like this. They leave it up to the reader to decipher. Wonderful work, thank you for sharing your art.-Carlos L Estrada

A sad tale of impending death whether it be life or soul.-Poetic Beauty

Someone Falls In The Feet

LOL this is wonderful, darn Vespa, in English it means wasp. Love the ending and yes ouch.-Teddy

because Love, stings
and yet, even one-eyed
we simply: can't resist...
another brilliant poem, Guru
as ever, I read and learn
thank you!-L. B. Mek