Neran Sati Poems

What is it that opens up the heart? The one
Embracing truth - nothing else yet nothing
Less than truth.. About itself - it source
Layers, the coverings and leaks..
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Let thy heart choose it lodge - not just hope!
For She only knows the truth and secret

Paths to joy.. and Haeven. And let it Mind
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Even the finest poetry, seemingly most true and honest
one - ain't here for that purpose sole. For self sake -
it just to Be - as the flower, any God's creature, or
thing we need. Ain't an exclamation, neither easing up
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There is no woe like that of split heart
- barren life tree
For may never cast it clement shadow
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However delicate or subtle you might be,
the life's been accommodating trail
for your single scene; always
responding, most appropriately.
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Hello you beautiful saturday morning!
Hello you humble silent winter!
You gentle mist, you noble cold!
Tiny white cotton, your cloth!
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Your single scene* - yes, but not the destiny
- that cell without escape, though an event
Out odd assembly, sorting the bad - choices
Doubts and worries, spilling over your cup
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I'm here.. for nothing!
Nothing, yet everything!

Out love - the solitude!
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Let it happen - if it must -
with help of that tone
that trumpet
- imploding the last light..
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We ain't but plants
someone's dreamy hand
implanted, to pull out
willingly, cut
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