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Past And Future When he was not walking with his shadow,living in his own sorrow and hurts ;he thought, he did not knowand sometimes he did not think he did not know..And his cup of life overflowed with tears.Death by any nickname was nefarious,a nudist paradise, shedding all the pretentionsstripteasing without guests in dark.An awkward display of celebration.Ultimately one had to leave, going back to innocent...... Similar Editorial : Past Experiences Create Bagagge by kwatkins. | Source : Literature Book
Anonymity There was a pause in timein acoustic deafness,You hear nothing.Like a book read by somebody elsehighlighted, marked, underlinedyour figure puts up an antithesisof neuralgias and aches.For namesake, cause-effect becomestimeless.Mind surrenders to white-and-greyneurotransmittersand you want to return to the womb.Life plays a game with you.Denies, pushes and tosses you aroundwith nothingness.Was not...... Similar Editorial : Paths of Anonymity by Satish Verma. | Source : Literature Book
Torture Trajectory of a thoughttranscends the enquiryundoing a delusionwithout words.How troubled earth had been?Desire was drowned in its own wastewanted to become a witness to itself.Was it a contradiction?Idiocy of a giveaway?Why the continuity of yes was becoming no?Baffled by the absurdityyou open the layers of past.A parable was still haunting.Becoming an instrument was a torture.Go your own way...... Similar Editorial : The Psychology of Torture by Sam Vaknin. | Source : Literature Book
Ending Awe-struck he wasthe first witnessgazing at sunset of blazing beauty.Still fear of ending, came with intentness,fear of beginning too.Language of despairbecame nightmarish,What was the inner karma beyond measureof time?Psychopathology?Somebody going to seek the abortion of justicein the cloak of law?Fire and smoke was coveringthe hidden face of future!Life was ruined in petty squabbleshysteria of...... Similar Editorial : Ending Relationships Gracefully by Margaret Paul, Ph.D.. | Source : Literature Book
Anguish Encounter with an injured Beingreveals the inner nuances,hinge of a lament,a Hibiscus on fire! He was walking without limpon a chosen path.There was no time to respondto every anguish.Besides it was becoming dark.The stench of the demolished egoswas rising in waves:disconnecting the choking sin.The eyes ! Eyes were cryingdark blood pouring out in drips.Virtue like a lone voicewas accosting...... Similar Editorial : Secrets of Anguish by Satish Verma. | Source : Literature Book
Turmoil First person was a ragpickersearching only at the surfacein the midst of ruinsfacing deep wounds of life.Feeding his smallnessinterpreting meaning to survive.weird, dirty, plunderedgame of dreams.Conflicts always threw upsomething ugly, deliberatelydistorting the pretensionsaccurate vision.The desire endured disillusionmentonce, for statue's sake.Beautiful garden was decaying slowlyin the eye of...... Similar Editorial : Auto Industry Turmoil by Freddic. | Source : Literature Book
Emptiness Like a freak obsessionI used to visit the museumto relive my genes of darkness.He was a fakir, blotched, wrinkled skinwith eternal itch, scratching like a simian;became a saintbody in body.The days were warming up. Heat was generatinga longing to sip the melting ice of kisses, the lushgreen eyes of wind. Clouds wiping the smudgesof vermilion on sky.This was my arrival time. The peak explosionof...... Source : Literature Book
Deja-vu Red moon emergeson the brown hillsurrogates for sunstars were watching.A raw resemblancemusic of indigotrimming the life.Truth must sufferin agonyfor inverse pain of illusion.Ephemeral, butthing of existential restraint;body in deep meditation.Humiliation strikes,comes as anesthesiadream of deja-vu.Only one reaches the aim.SATISH VERMA
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Satish VermaSatish Verma was born in 1935, ...... Similar Editorial : Deja Googled by Sam Vaknin, Ph.D.. | Source : Literature Book
Tender Hands Let time handle anguish of inward truth.Me, you and him are making a crowd.Hands were spinning a wheel of silence.The cause steps in without a noise.Shaky words were skiming my interior.No instrument, still the tune was heard.Enough to carve grains of wood,where the sobs are cradling in eyes.World belongs to fractional weights,color of hills and shape of thighs.He did not connect, nor did he admit...... Similar Editorial : Hands Free Transmission Technology by sue webster. | Source : Literature Book
Essence Secret death of questioning ghost,isolation:I was trying to hide behind sentiments.For wholeness?Walking backwardlearning the artto leave at right time.Escape defoliation.My inner green.A half-moon entangles in your hair,a faraway look in blank eyesspeaks for eloquent silence.Who are you?getting arrested by darkness again.Flame, only blue flame burns alone.Despair of essence.SATISH VERMA ...... Similar Editorial : The Essence of Infidelity by Susan Sheppard. | Source : Literature Book
Genesis Dread of landscape, lost visionfear of grave,though he had loved to love the cosmic eternity,honored the freedom of death,aqueduct of life.Inevitable desires squeezed him,the dunes were rising.Who was he to interpret ?Pain was no celebration.As yet the genesis was never established;reincarnation of uglinesswas always evident,probably a deliverance of nature,like destroying each other in counter...... Similar Editorial : Genesis Veracity by Brent Riggs. | Source : Literature Book
Tutor Cannot climb a golden ladderto reach for a nimbus.something is happening to my limbs.Light will not escape from the shadowI will follow the dark horizon.A bridge was necessaryto cover the icemy foot prints were floating on the water.My bounteous mother,I will remember your tearsas a parting gift !My chemistry is boilingcould you not swipe a spiderclimbing on the door of a painted housecalled ...... Similar Editorial : English Tutor Nyc by Hugh Goldsmith. | Source : Literature Book
Apology Cluster of clouds were gathering againI was smelling the wet roses in wind ;want to feel liberated from theorchestrated tracks. Like leavesappreciating the blowing vastness, silenceis filling the space now. Backyard is fullof whispering tempest. Grey hillsare shy of speaking to terracesof motionless shades. I love my candles.My darkness. It conceives again my crozier, and afossilized nude, an...... Source : Literature Book
Lifeboat Between right and wrong,confusion makes a frontal attackon conscience. I search for a human scopebetween stones and dialogues.Larger than the life was death of pursuit.Parting of ways was imminent;while the summer was playing its tuneand sun was piling up sand on sand.It was heat of argumentswhich was furtively trying to kill the antimatter.The descent was steep for the truth.A crescent moon is...... Source : Literature Book
At Brink It was my commitment which wasfollowing me. I elected the timenot the witnesses.My fleshless bones were navigating in pathless psyche for renaissance.Why do I falter again and againwhen judges were becoming the executioners ?Now I want to remember my shadowwho has fallen behind ; my unwanted digression.The fury of a ghost weaves black magic.Fairy tales are dying.Caught in crossfire, I am wading...... Source : Literature Book
