Neran Sati

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

Ta supreme gentillesse,

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

pale dawn through
rain and birds singing
distinct song
...

I

I've always felt parted, as from the twin
Since the memory begin - that pain
...

Dwelling Forms

Set Places
...

Noon pondering, summer inn..
Success to achieve, what does it mean?
Money, fame or sailing over sea?
Zephyr's whisper in my ear
...

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?
...

...

...

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
...

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.
...

Roving to and fro it busy street

Feeling like a pellet of sand
...

Blow wild wind, wild the blow!

Let thy blasts torn the sea!
...

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..
...

So, how to conform your day duties - the pace
of your life - with all these little matters, that
intricately matter to you, your family - it physics -
along that urge canning to your face - the poetry?
...

meekly sun appeared
behind distant clouds
dozens lucent drops -
earings on the boughs
...

Am not hungry
Am not thirsty
I'm Happy!
...

You cannot mix clean and dirty water
In the single cup!

Light is light, dust is dust
...

Writing poetry's like fishing
with either net or hook, and
casting net - though blind -
across it ocean mind.
...

In total emptiness there are words, thoughts, colours
In total emptiness there are birds, boats, trees
In total emptiness there are kids, flowers, little clouds
In total emptiness there are cliffs, guns, bloody wounds
...