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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 march 2023

Supernatural

You were dressed up
to burn. Tears had memory
pure as gold.

The ache of standing
in flames of tongue, to wash
the hands and underbelly.

Where would you
find the green words ready
to weave the silk?

that was my poverty
to mine the glass and mercury.
There was no inside,
no outside.

Give me the fever
as hot as moon, when you
harvest the sun beams.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 march 2023

Greek Tragedy

Where blue meets the
red, I will bring moon to cross
you river of tears.

Thousand suns away
the pygmy god sleeps in thatched
hut, to feel the pain.

When you swim in my
eyes, I become an ocean
to drown the deity.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 march 2023

Defining Equation

Returning to past
you tend to remain all mum,
murmuring nothing.

Measuring speed
of light coming from my eyes
without spilling dark.

What burns up, ejects
the sparks on your shroud
of three parting words.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 march 2023

Sacred Steps

Retrieve me, by my
voice, to stay at the pause
between wounded words.

Unopened scar
beams from the moon to heal
the breached faith.

You know, lips always
remember the kiss of sun
in raging snow.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 march 2023

The Ascetic Grieves

Why Buddha waits for
Yasodhra, to become sane
and atone a sin.

The time was catching
up. Like someone plucks a
narcissus for prayer.

Pink and white, the
cherry blossom in your eyes
cracks the asphalt.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 march 2023

Trekking

In blue dawn
pure truth will hinge on the
personal moons.

I was ready to tell
you all rumors to learn the
art of mimicry.

The air smells of the
masks. Not fakes. Skin dries
up to dew emboss prints.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 march 2023

Form And Muscles

You talk of evil,
I become incendiary.
The name had power.

Unthinkable. You
fight the lurid details of
chopping off fingers.

How would you write
the opus of human slip
for seeking royalty?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 march 2023

Embittered

Mauled, with no
known crime. Autumn wanted
to take revenge.

God's will, not the brown
eye's dilemma, to suck the
venom of moon.

How long the struggle
will continue to understand
the color of blood?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 march 2023

End Of Suffering

Snow and Sparks. Methane
burns. I will scramble for the
moon in dark woods.

The desires leave
the scars in dreams. I walk in
sleep to touch you.

Where the world was
going? You dismember the
frog's limbs. No rapes.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 march 2023

Recreation

Like sphinx I put up
before you, three questions.
What was in a name?

A bane? Deceptive
image of a sin? Don't
give me everblooms.

You give brief
answers. I should know them. I
am setting you free.


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