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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 july 2023

Pale Red Dots

After watching an honour
killing, moon slept
on the dirtroad.

Thinking about god
and blood game, I was
upset. I don't find any
difference.

The stings. Always
bleed my hands, when
I collect the honey
from your lips.

No memes. It
was factual. The darkness
feeds the mouth of sun.

It was an absolute bliss!

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 july 2023

Without Dresses

Do you hear the
unheard voices of
violence? I ask myself.

The events change
with moon's faces. I tell
you and everyone.

The pain of forgetting, come
when you don't want to
forget. You were destroying
the unknown.

The history repeats
the solitude of glaciers.
Carbon of earthly fires
was burning the ice.

The collective strength
of legs crosses the river of
hate. We love after hurting
each other.

I pray, I beseech
to stop the voiceless suffering.

The horizon has no depth.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 july 2023

Dying To Understand

Moon winks.
I collect darkness
to make sun.

I cannot see
your face in daylight
while hugging black
trees.

Everyday you fill
me with tears of unthinkable.
The silk slips from
my hands.

Will not hate
you ever, though you
disappear like a
fugitive moon.

I still walk
in woods to hear your
footfalls.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 july 2023

At Dusk

Not the salt.
The water hurts.

The frostbite connects
the moment of break.
I will not write
any elegy.

Frivolity takes
away the rose
buds of moon
in dilemma.

Tracing a swastika,
did I ask for your long life?

This was the
oral death of soft
butterfly, who will jump
into bonfire.

You could have given me
a little star.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 july 2023

Sunglasses Break

When destiny blinked,
you were nowhere in sight
to say goodbye.

Moonwise it was
fine. I would not see
your inside ever.

No good thing will
cross in the way to river.
No salt an the rocks.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 july 2023

New Arrival

Same moon, I
will not witness the bloodshed
during the starless sky.

When it is pitch dark
you open the hidden myths of
hanging China rose.

A world dies under
the Chinar tree to save a
rising crimson sun.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 july 2023

Uplifting

You would repeat,
not going tears, for the
sake of moon.

Why a spark floats
in water of eyes to
burn vocabulary?

Breaths don't meet
now, under the red hollyhocks,
hanging to embrace.

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steve

steve, 9 july 2023

I Wouldn't

I just want to touch you, as your heart beats next to mine...
And breathe in your aroma, which smells like Forrest pine,
I don't want to care about, all the pain I feel...
And though I fell in love with you, I know you never will,
I don't want to know the love, that I will live without...
For heavy is the burden, when you have a heart devout,
I wish I'd never met you, then love would pass me by...
I'd have no broken heart, nor these tears that I cry,
I wouldn't cry myself to sleep, I wouldn't say your name...
Through tears I wouldn't to ask myself, why you don't feel the same,
I wouldn't need to see you or care that you don't care...
You wouldn't haunt my dreams at night, with desires I can't bare,
If only letting go of you, was an easy thing to do...
Goodbye would be so easy if I weren't in love with you.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 july 2023

Overwritten

And it was in, and
it is out, your crazy crush
for waning moon.

You will survive,
when death opens the mouth
like black hole.

The tangerines
remain fidel to sun
after wild fire.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 july 2023

Resuscitation?

I stand in pristine
fire pit, fighting vampires.
You bring black ice.

Migrating to moon?
Are you sure of the
honeymoon's awards.

Talking of karma
I don't believe in rebirth.
It were all my sins.

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