Neran Sati

I'm here to confess and drink the beauty of confessions
from that holy cup of heart art,
its source in others.
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Ta supreme gentillesse,

I've never dreamed DaVinci smile awakened
Of renessaince smile reborn with such kindness
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I

I've always felt parted, as from the twin
Since the memory begin - that pain
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Noon pondering, summer inn..
Success to achieve, what does it mean?
Money, fame or sailing over sea?
Zephyr's whisper in my ear
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The stream of my heart, how can I keep flowing?
This languor why is it so tiring?
Why I stop when done so little?
Why can't rejoice?
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Dwelling Forms

Set Places
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There is no greater blessing for a poet
Then squeeze out a beautiful verse
As for toothpaste splash on the fresh brush
Effortlessly, by heaven's dash, or with
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Forever screwed by the unaware parents,
That same flaw traversing generations; as
An evergreen broadcast, rarely misses its song -
Disregarding fashion, set where it meant to belong.
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Roving to and fro it busy street

Feeling like a pellet of sand
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Blow wild wind, wild the blow!

Let thy blasts torn the sea!
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And, my friends, chums - Don't waste your time,
Or money on the street, tracking that single coin
Amid inverted pots! For it cunning skill Ain't match
For your eyes - looking for the birds and brides..
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You cannot mix clean and dirty water
In the single cup!

Light is light, dust is dust
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Writing poetry's like fishing
with either net or hook, and
casting net - though blind -
across it ocean mind.
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inspired by the language code
blowin up that surge of evercomin new words
within dilation of time and space of me mind, its anchoring to the
native symbols, when born gifts presented, the brain jars, settling in the parcels of the mind
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Like the comet tearing off some sleepy sky
Our encounter beamed the summer-fall

To be bleached by silence
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When I part, it'll be November
Last call for the melting sun
And unleashed sleepy shades
Slowly conquering the ground.
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The sea was painted metal
Sullen clouds, but looking down
Then mingling shades of grey
Round glowing route to sun.
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