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Trading Desires

Folder: 
Satish Verma

Wrapped in explosives he was unready 
for a bruise. A dive at a mound of torso 
to unearth the archives of areolae. 

Apnoea will come for arbitration 
in clenched insinuation: 
pull nipples to open the window of mind. 

On the forehead a smear of vermilion 
brings glare like a third eye. 
Real fish in the green pond of envy. 

Desiccation of spine excites the rhetoric 
blurs the sea of swans. A lone tree 
explodes into a spring, not just leaves of old flame. 

Silver moon recognizes the battered hill. 
A white wolf was cruising on the road 
for appleblossoms.

I Will Not Love You Again

Close my eyes only to see yours

Your gaze drifts away and ignores
Memories haunt me of dying days
Sadly no matter what anyone says
I will not love you again
 
Open my heart only for you
Filled with pain, what do you do
Hurt me by telling me these lies
All these things you tell other guys
I will not love you again
 
For you I let free my soul
But your love has such a toll
We both scream and we both fight
We both yell "Only I am right!"
I will not love you again
 
I will not love you again
You give me infinite pain
Fill my heart with agony
We're just a tragedy
I will not love you again 
 

Sonnet to Memories Past

And tempted eyes does tempting beauty draw
Big full eyes of a deep blue, I can see
Young men, left jaws gaping wide open in awe
They are unaware of her love's secret fee

Empty souls of fools unwed don't realize
The true story that she has been hiding
The large mass of well kept doom bringing lies
Trying to stay on the high she's riding

Alas, our love is now a thing of past
I have no regret of leaving you now
I knew from the start we would not have last
But this is your show so take your last bow

Your path shall lead to your unwell demise
For all young men should run if they be wise

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to one Hannah Call, my black butterfly and relationship that was doomed

Observation of Your Bitterness

Hours pass as do the faces
Eyes sting like chain ball maces
Time seems to slow, when I'm with you
But it picks up it's pace when I bid adieu
So let it be known by the whole Earth
A broken heart, regret of it's birth
Was made today, from your hate
Just tried to fix it, but it's too late

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to the people who have had to watch a past lover from afar