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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 march 2024

It Is Getting Dark

Who had punished
the earth? Her head of moon
felled off at guillotine.

Let go. I am afraid
of myself. It is no time to
commensurate with love.

What was unsaid, will
speak eyes on their own. Give back
my basket of roses.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 march 2024

Wearing The Crown Of Thorns

A crowd of clones
was picking up sleeveless
shirts from potter's field.

Strangely nobody knows,
who were you after the
last laugh of the destiny.

The passion takes
you towards burning ghat, where
ultimate truth was hanged.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 march 2024

Good Bye

Sometime I want
to say to myself, why don't
you walk the ramp―

of burning Amazon.
The naveus was becoming
darker on moon.

You partition
the souls and then begin
climbing the rising sun.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 march 2024

Unstable

Like ghost particles
we came near each other
to generate sparks.


You would not read
what you had written on
my pulsating forehead.

I will wait for you
in timeless space for
your surrender on pyre.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 march 2024

You Deceive Yourself

Pebbles in hand, nudge
to start talking about the life that
was going to throw the moon.

The oleander wears
the roses without thorns. But you
cannot keep the facts without blood.

Would you tell the truth?
What I think gets printed on your
face. The beginning resembles the end.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 march 2024

Not To Annihilate

I dig your secret
life, under wraps of clouds
amid sun and moon.

A chance to learn
the mystical Pythagorean
shift of love's angle.

Crypticarithmetic
peels of the pain from space
and time of body.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 march 2024

Virgin Defeat

A tragic turn.
Mid story bleeds. No one was
live to offer apology.

We are fond of
picking the rocks, falling from
sky of unknown god.

The distance increases
when you give a call in
valley of loud echoes.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 march 2024

The Pain Was Not You

Do not, meditate.
Random words would take you
to beautiful soliloquy.

Truth decays when
it is not part of divine voice.
I will swim in your eyes.

The godly hands one day will
succeed to revive the
meaning of your life.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 march 2024

Art In Dying

Walls are suddenly
lit. Sun was getting ready
to set on spires.

Watching a pome
to fall from wisdom tree
to color your smile.

Goddess surrenders.
Eve commits suicide.
Adam quits home.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 march 2024

I Will Survive

The contours of
jutting bones refuse to
move. Poverty repeats.

Questions. Untouched
remains human behavior
of caged parrots.

Would you spare
some time to read lines
on the face of Sun?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 march 2024

Nameless Agony

O moon, when I
stalk you, why do you
bleed the colors?

Calm down. Virginity
is out for lisping. Impaled,
the spirit ― starts dying.

Don't sell the body
of the poem. Can you ask
the songbird to stop?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 march 2024

Flagellation

Would you remain
you, after the time lapse?
There was no terror.

I could not change
you. Death to me. Scarred
in your courtyard.

Moon shot failed.
Petals of blood rose fly. I
hear some footfalls.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 march 2024

Repeat Sins

The mission to
know myself failed.
Accepted the gift of nemesis
I will still breathe.

Every end comes slowly.
Distance makes it easy.
A gorgeous moment helps
in darkest phase.

Myth of invincibility
cracks, in the dawn
of miracles. The vibes take
over the song of shadows.

The trial begins.
You have to prove the depth
of kissing of stings.
Every word was not true.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 march 2024

Pencil Eyes

Things go beyond your
vision. I transcend gods,
punished by crowds.

Writing history.
I want to disagree
with the story of
headless accession.

The valley has
bloomed indigo. Red
stars in grey sky
start wailing.

When earth moves
in dark. Sun brightens
the saddened face
of kismet.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 march 2024

Clear As Water

A poet's eye
sails from room to room.
Do you know which wall
opened to devour my love?

I had wished to see
the femineity of moon risen.
It had burned my
lips like cinders.

In very dark time
big China roses were waiting
to honour the anonymous
author of gravity.

I don't hear your
voice in cloudburst.
Fragile poems will cry―
if you don't open the fist.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 march 2024

Getting Solace

Pain indigo of
half-moon, will travel
from head to toes.

You cannot carry
your own weight on rocks
of life without tears

Of mortification.
Perhaps one day you slip
the crude slaying.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 march 2024

Knowing Myself

I promise
I will not write your
name, on black wall
of brutal moon.

Your footprints
after walking on―
burning coals
still smell of cologne.

Your presence
sits in my poems. Do
we become human after
separation?

Don't hurl the questions.
There are no burning answers
in my hand. The truth was
dying between the words.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 march 2024

When You Had Left

I could not mediate.
God died in my home. Osho
was talking brazenly?

What you are, I
ask myself. The sleeping
moon knows my falls.

Who unmade the
beautiful dream of a
stricken angel's rise?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 6 march 2024

Past Actions

Blue planet
remains sad. Nowadays
moon rises late.

A perpetual messenger,
grey sky, writes an
accidental poem.

I read the saddened
moon's face to condole
the river, for the loss
of its unique lover.

Let me watch the
return of the assassin
after ejecting the venom.

I will ride over
my demons now. Nothing
was left to remember.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 march 2024

Another Harbinger

Something was sinister
in beautiful night.
The sharks come stealthily
in your eyes.

The apparition has
no vision. It springs
surprises. The angels put
on the masks.

You look like a
mannequin rolling the
eyes. Small battles start
between the aspirants.

I feel very lonely,
Words would suggest, but
not explain. I was
afraid of losing the truth.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 march 2024

Black Masks

I am hurt, when I
don't know― whom I was
talking to in dark.

A lazy moon smiles.
I will do it again.
The murder of boby thoughts.

Measure the real time.
The sulphur smells.
Someone was done for life.

How much will you need
for the blood of raccoon.
It promises not to wash
its prey in water.

My prayer will
save the golden peacock.
God sleeps for eternity.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 march 2024

Missing Words

If you must go
empty-handed, the sacred
hymn will always follow you.

Poems had
entered into you. Enough,
you said. You were overwhelmed.

I will wear the cloak―
you had left behind to,
read your beautiful, mind.

Will not give up to find
out your lost footprints. Criminality
on its own would be erased.

Pain was universal.
Coming and going will continue.
Curtains will not come down.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 march 2024

Falling Man

I take the big
space. Coming of age was
visible. Can you
bend the time?

An ant runs on
the mirror to land on the
moon. There was the cabal
to defame beautiful.

Violence, who will
control the uncontrollable.
We stand in mudslide
to reach mountain.

Steering blind, do
you know how to die
in moonlight, when god's conspiracy
of silence is uncovered.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 february 2024

I Ask Nothing

When a poem writes
you, I smell the
crimsoned moon.

Were you a possessed
angel, printing
desire on my palms?

Smeared on forehead,
the ash had left
the scars of kissed end.

You turn me on,
for a smile, before the honey
traces the question mark on lips.

There was no miracle
to retrieve the third eye
from the hidden love.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 february 2024

No One Survives

Out of nowhere,
a miracle takes place.
Silence starts speaking.

Years roll by to―
engage the asteroid
not to strike tiger.

Reason has failed.
The black hole of human
mind sucks all the truths.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 february 2024

Going Into Space

Why do I think
different, gripping senses
to catch the god.

Rugged hands have
soft lines to reach truth
by pursuing blood.

The honesty suffers
when you go the other
side of moon to lie.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 february 2024

The Essence

I would be time.
You were the space. It
happens in scars.

Back and forth, I will
touch your absolute truth.
Bruises weep.

All the comings
and goings were vague.
Who will stand the ground?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 february 2024

Abrasions

A small galaxy
had been devoured. I was
watching earthworms.

Blots reached the moon.
Aborted, the last year's plan.
No starfish moves.

Scooped the dust
of ruins. Brilliant gems were
scattered by you.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 february 2024

Unsung

Cannot see blood.
Someone had drawn a line
on wrist with a blade.

You were not
aware of living dead,
tangled. No snake.

Bite. Browning skin
cracked. Sleeping along orchid.
Now ultima Thule.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 february 2024

Celestial

Lime green you
were navigating in
the light of moon.

Who had fallen in
mid of journey, giving up
the bronzed body?

A giant tree
walks with us, sending some
signs of the surrender.


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