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Satish Verma, 11 april 2018

Returning Home

After dispossession,
collecting the dolls─
dusting them off.

Who was watching
you, dousing yourself
to give a political statement?

Cutting the leaves
of grass, I open
the book of Walt Whitman.

This was a targeted
killing. I will not join
the funeral procession.

A mistaken lull.
One day I will─
shoot endlessly.

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Satish Verma, 10 april 2018

The Art

The embedded curse
of a roving planet, brings
out a story of otherness
versus loneliness.

Adultery was on cards.
An issue was rising
between the string
and the bullet.

Let us pretend. There was
a serial killer in every─
home, who will come out
at night to send the message.

The curved dots will join
to give an explicit image.
Do you like it? Can
you put it on mantelpiece?

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zingara, 9 april 2018

czas zacząć się pakować

wciąż podążam za nim choć nic nie wiem
o istnieniu po drugiej stronie światła nadchodzi
ciemność zjawia się
coś czego nie można opisać słowami

niczym łuna wznosi się to znów opada
a jego drżący głos błądzi między chmurami
po czym rozprzestrzenia echem

woła wskazuje drogę czasami
schowany w blasku księżyca
lśni niczym sen rozsypuje kosmiczny pył
który istnieje tylko we mnie

więc – nie odwracaj ode mnie wzroku przybyszu
bo zamieni się w błoto z którego
powstanie kruchy posąg

rozpłaczę go i zniknę

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zingara, 9 april 2018

z kleksem w oku

toniemy oboje gdy ziemia drga - otwiera się
pochłania receptory, rozlewa echem
mimo, że oddalona wizja
zamienia bezczas w zmutowany kształt

unosi nas wysoko, po czym spada
tylko po to by wejść w inny wymiar
gdzie dominują elektrody, wstrząsy
i przyssawki niczym pijawki wsysają blask

rodząc nową pożogę (pełna jest sekwencji)
trzeciego dnia wyłoni się z fatamorgany
– uwierzysz?

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Satish Verma, 9 april 2018

Disaster

The cult, the─
rape were also in play,
when Icarus flew out of Crete.

Carrying the sky
on your shoulders when
you were burning.

After visitation
I will write a poem
on the triumph of failure.

The dialect of body
will tear down the bed
unlearning the love.

Whom would─
you believe in distress
unforgiving the sword.

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Satish Verma, 8 april 2018

Preparing For Nothingness

Like the thinker,
why did you not-
become thoughtless?

You do not display
what have you not.
you come out in bazaar.

Surviving in darkness
in the depth of the─
inverted sea.

The rise and fall of
the chest gleaming with
water and flame.

The want, the
desire, the thirst, kissing
the inappropriate.

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Satish Verma, 7 april 2018

The Perceiver

Becoming you,
I perceive your face─
in body swap.

*

The stakes were
high, when I missed the moon,
in the desert chase.

*

The soul
was trapped in an earthen pot,
while catching the shadows.

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Satish Verma, 6 april 2018

The Irony

The six minute run
on the beach.
All the way ducks saluting.

*

Weep not.
Believe in the dark.
The sun will rise.

*

The wheels
will not stop. On the
tracks sits a quartz.

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Satish Verma, 5 april 2018

The Blues

Such were the times.
You wanted to become sane
after losing the mind.
*
A death trap─
looking in the rear mirror.
The first word you spoke.
*
The ugly turn
of the events. This November
a moon eclipse.

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Satish Verma, 4 april 2018

Uprooting

The intrigues, the twists
unravel the woven threads
of the mystery. Traumatized
and dazed, I play─

dice with the unknown to
find out the truth.

Confronting the purpose
of existence,
you come out of the flesh
after flogging─
and start dancing
with bones.

Extremely poor,
you play the hand
and fail.

Elsewhere someone
climbs on the pole
and sets the house on fire.

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Latest items:

poetry

Returning Home

The Art

czas zacząć się pakować

z kleksem w oku

Disaster

Preparing For Nothingness

The Perceiver

The Irony

The Blues

Uprooting

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