Love And Lover
Love
Be it
Romantic,
Erotic
Or simply
Platonic
A lover
Is always
A lunetic
sathya narayana
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Atonement
It was a broad moon light robbery
The theft was notified
The bandit was identified
Alas! Under the Romantic Penal Code
There is no court! No plaint
In fact it is the culprit
Who is loved the most
And the lost gets the nemesis
Of living the life left
In total emptiness
But, no regrets
It is atonement
To be bereft of heart
Sathya….
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Paradoxical Alikes
Blazing red
Ascetic saffron
Appeal to me
In same tone
Radical cannons
Vedic canons
Sound to me
In same tune
Rishi Marx
Rebel Manu
Seem to me
Right addresses
Take my route
Learn the truth
(Manu was a great exponent of Vedas. He wrote Manu Smrithi
a codified Hindu law based on Vedic tenets)
BY sathya narayana
dt: 11-11-2008
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Portrait
PORTRAIT
A lurid looking impasto indeed
With grisly colors dappled all over
Like puddles of cuddled blood
Daubs of violent reds! Gloomy black patches!
Erotic blues and skinflint browns!
Resigned auspicious yellows,
Ashen virtuous whites and
Paled prosperous greens
He is often slipping his palette
Dripping the hues and tripping the easel
His lines running in zigzag jumble
Drawing He, with his quivering quill
The frazzled veteran Artist of unknown origin
“Your mighty hand must be aging! Oh my Master!
Muster your energies to depict on Earth
Your best ever portrait to reinvigorate
Your original beautiful oeuvre in whole for ever”
Sathya…….
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My Questions
When my love was just a trickle
And my mind was still fickle
I had one question
“To live
With you?
Or without you? ? ”
Once our love was settled
Our hearts and thoughts mingled;
And our souls melded
I have only one question
“Without you;
To live?
Or not to live? ? ”
Sathya….
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We'ii Meet
One day sure, we’ll meet
No matter, how afar you drift
Or to any distant continent you retreat
Such is my instinct
So strong, pure and infinite
So is the inherent truth
Whether you feel it or not, at present
There is no power that can split
Two, truly loving hearts
In the life you did opt
In a romantic inertia, you are beset
For a while just halt
Your usual hustle and bustle
To reflect for once at least
At the desperate tinnitus
Hinting at your hidden wants
Coming straight from your heartbeats
You suppressed too long in inadvertence
Wake up to look into your inner shrine
Where you find my contour glow
Like a burning river of lava in flow
From a just burst out volcano
Razing down your doubts
About my love and passionate resolve
Whence will open all fettering gates
And on that day sure, we’ll meet
Sathya……..
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Ultimate Beauty
When she swayed in sashay
Swans shied in dismay
At a beam of her splendid smile
The full moon waned in shame
When she walked in woods
Greens paled in acquiescence
Bloomers withered in whispering obeisance
Who else can she be?
But the ultimate beauty!
I dreamed and pined all my prime
One beckon from her in love is all!
Heavens are mine
All else will drain! !
Sathya…..
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Poet
POET
He is a poet
When his thoughts survey
What distressed millions flay
He is a poet
When his works slay
Every social evil sway
He is a poet
When his words relay
What virtuous people say
He is a poet
When his expressions lay
Portraits on brains’ gray
Sathya….
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Love! Where Are You
You left!
I wept!
I love you!
I can feel
Your love too
Even miles apart
I know too well that
Love is that of heart
But, but, but,
What to do?
Body aches! ! ! !
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Courtsey
How long shall I impress?
With this expressive silence
I am not of the age to hide
Anything, anymore
Of this biting void
Nor you are a new-born
To treat my dumb dialect
As an unintelligible jargon
My love is still alive in spite of
This agonizing stand off
Like a glowing cinder
Burning in my heart’s kiln
Douse it with unkindly grouse
Or kindle it with a billet-doux
I am simply at your mercy
Waiting keen for your haughty courtesy
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Odd Poet
Sang yodels a romantic bard
On his love’s round buttocks
Few years afterwards
Rued at those skin-sacks
“Love, nature and beauty!
Is this all real poetry?
All these evanescences
And earthly fetish”
Wondered an odd poet
Wavering in the spoils
Of struggling third world
Weighing his penchants
All his senses aching
Soaked in lamentation
Of his own kith and kin
The poor and downtrodden
From his trembling hand
Slipped his mighty pen
From esoteric heights
Down to the earth and said
“This soil is my text, my quest
As well, my blank note sheet
Where all my letter-seeds
I wish to sow and harvest”
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Does Sun
Burn himself! But I do!
I am a welder
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Janette
Out of your sweet lips came love,
Out of your lovely hands came romance,
And out of your soft body came something so sweet!
Oh Janette, you are my lover on this love boat forever.
Erotic is your name and erotic is your love,
For i met sweet love in your blue eyes on the first day.
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What’s so alluring
With that Sun, oh Sunflower
We are sweating here
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Platonic Disease
Your grips fallen.
I'm fallen, we've fallen beyond.
Expired, we've acquired platonic disease.
No jury, your cause.
Speak laws afford the bigot.
Back load myself.
Lay down the sentence of never ending said.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
No jury. The pain.
The chance wronged release pain.
The stakes torn, lives cross.
Deep waters, willing loss.
Download main site.
Lay down victims right.
The fuels burnt, worlds part.
Seems like a never ending vicious cycle of death, of death.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Now see, world dies.
Strips down the face of disguise.
No rules, my way.
My way of things to say.
Your pore boils, burnt sore.
Lift off the face of wood.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease
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My Moments
MY MOMENTS
AS Moon I enjoyed my moments
In spite of my waning fortnights
When Romeo blamed my light
As bellowing his desperate romantic ember
I smiled at his love-sick plight
When Omar Khayyam did plaudit
That I heartened his poetic craft
I did inflect a wholehearted lilt
When a sneaky burglar cursed that
My fully waxed nights played a spoil sport
Always, on his professional pursuits
I laughed aloud with a glistering taunt
But what I saw tonight
Depressed my spirits, beyond thought
Here is a beggar in the street
Running without food, his third night
Bleary eyed; half-swooned and
Sinking further into a blissful faint
Pushed his feeble hands aloft
To catch me! Thinking that
I am a well-roasted ‘roti’ to eat
I wept, wept and wept my heart out!
And left in shame the night abrupt
To hide behind the cloud curtains! !
Sathya……..
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Love Season
Naked dogs linger
till monsoon
To express their love hunger
Well dressed humans
care no seasons
Day in and day out
they lust
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That Is Hope
THAT IS HOPE
Ship wrecked in mid-ocean
Swim unto shore
That is hope
Left alone is hot desert
Drink your own tears
That is hope
Caught amongst wild crows
Keep silent
That is hope
Burning problems
Keep cool
That is hope
Grinding in solitude
Treat your shadow your mate
That is hope
The whole world is against you
Stand to fight it
That is hope
Sathya…
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Roses know
They are beautiful
So, keep thorn guards
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Who knows better?
The depths and dangers of life
Than a fisherman
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