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Satish Verma, 20 february 2018

Perversion

Again. The search
will start
for the virgin truth.

Unseen. The invisible
character, unfolds
a bipolar paradox.

So far. I have come
groping in dark
for a terpsichare.

Spineless. You
fly in the wordless
blues of the veins.

The underbelly
was smooth, tied with a
criminal moon.

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Satish Verma, 19 february 2018

Afterthoughts

Come via
moon gate. I will meet
you at midnight.

*

Only in halfway
house, I will find you
in dark.

*

O my firefly,
why have you come
to a wingless bird in dusk?

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Renato N. Mascardo, 19 february 2018

Schroedinger's Cat

yes and no

asking
whether she loves
me or not she merely
smiles in her quantum way leaving me
hanging//

renato
sunday 18 february 2018

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Satish Verma, 18 february 2018

Absurdities

Beach walls? I have
lost the moon again,
in red wine.

The breast milk? Was
it a sexiest remark?
the fetus was still inside-

the womb of a closed-
circuit television. I had
the sharpest sight

in dark. You like
the pussy. It purrs, around
my ankles, when I

talk to a pregnant future.
Give me my croci.
I want to make my tea purple.

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Satish Verma, 17 february 2018

A Pilgrim’s Woe

Strange. You want to protect
the house after the attack.
Debunking the grammar. Take
a look at the cavernous eyes.
Do you find any rains?
Refresh drops. You will
need them, once a while.

The life. Hides many grudges.
It was scorching. A country
of cantos in politics. The-
language keeps on changing.
What was next, nobody knows.
The trees were there, the birds
there, but there were no leaves.

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Satish Verma, 16 february 2018

A Pilgrim’s Woe

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Satish Verma, 15 february 2018

The Myth Of Domain

Tension grips:
when you try to open
the jarred doors-

of the death.
It was on old friend,
on the cusp-

selling the dirt.
Was it the ending of
the beginning?

Who will go
beyond the dead
to find the immortal?

You have left
many cantos unfinished.
I will try, will try

to join the dots,
the dashes,
the parentheses.

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Renato N. Mascardo, 14 february 2018

Asymmetry

asymmetry

love when
less than requited
bears bitterness in
its wake//

renato
wednesday 14 february 2018

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Satish Verma, 14 february 2018

How Many Times

Sitting at a funeral;
in ashes, you search-
the faces of dead. To
shut down the apostrophes.

How far was your home,
you don’t want to
go back? A black moon
invites the tallest flare-

of the sun. Bright
death will ask no compensation.
You can travel over half-
memories of frozen pain.

Hourglass to Kundo clocks,
you were collecting all the
souvenirs to stall the
translations from coast to coast.

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Satish Verma, 13 february 2018

A Sneak Preview

Hold your saliva.
The kissing syndrome,
is on prowl.

A threat looms large;
over the face on the face
of most beautiful eyes.

Are you fascinated by the-
picture of shedding the skin?
The reptile was most venomsus.

Strikes, when you are
sleeping. Floats into your house
when it is dark.

A remake of the horror
of holocaust? Will it
affect your lips?

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Perversion

Afterthoughts

Schroedinger's Cat

Absurdities

A Pilgrim’s Woe

A Pilgrim’s Woe

The Myth Of Domain

Asymmetry

How Many Times

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