The Epicenter Trembles

Satishverma,
Yes indeed…
where will we
‘keep the cadavers known
and unknown?’-Laura

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Untouchable Wounds

Nice poem, Sir!-Padma

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My Face, Your Face

Nice poem about your hands touching someone in air.-hotidris

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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

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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

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Dying Flames

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

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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

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Bowls Are Empty

Very touching. Heart warming uncle.-Riju Bhargava

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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

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My Reticence

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

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The Fugitive

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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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