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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 october 2024

We Were Too Proud

The animal wakes
in you, when moon cries.
I bend to lift the sun.

Blood has no Dharma.
I sit as an amber fossil.The
ripple in dust will not take it.

I am worrird about you.
The mating between words
gets ready to fight stigma.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 october 2024

Into Depression

When your suffering
drops by, something dies in me.
A cluster of stings-

Brings the anaphylactic
shock.I look at the faces to find
out, how many times god cries.

Don't write me on
your lips like an ephemeral
smoke rising frome the castle.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 october 2024

In Honeymoon

Something was wrong.
I cannot catch your sleeve
after timeless fight.

Standing under the
pine, you wait for the cloud
birth in water.

The sun begins to shut
the eyes. Will die red before the
moon rises.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 october 2024

In Twilight

A dream without
a dreamer wants to reach
birth pain.

Where would you
go in dark to taste the
secret right to burn?

A corona of scented
thorns on your head attracts
the queen bees.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 october 2024

I Am Not Changing Myself

Holed up
in my book
I find peace.

Riding moon, you don't
reach the other world.

Voiceless in
grief the words don't land
on paper.

The salamander
slips back in black hole
to taste old blood.

The holy place
ignites.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 october 2024

Washing Relics

Stay with me to
see the blitzkrieg of comets
with long tails to shame moon.

I walk into the
trap laid by clever goons of thorn.
The tulips remain quiet.

The sharp tongues
throw the sinkers in sea.
There was no boat in sight.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 october 2024

Who Was Yogi?

I cannot pretend
you are far away like stars
when your songs hug me.

Grass green my poems
wait for the dew drops like
tears of the moon.

My warrior sleeps
in snow, till my love like
sun, wakes you up.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 october 2024

Street Weighs Steps

My moon crashed
on the terrace tonight. I want
to say good night queen!

Collecting the ash
from the forehead of sun I
ask the cobra to strike.

Where will you find
hemlock? It slowly ascends
the limbs. Like my dream.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 october 2024

A Living Death

I may be saying
goodbye under the stars dust.
At distance moon burned.

I was not familiar
with the shadow of eyes, that
moves faster then vision.

The morning sun
uncovers the pain of sky. How
far was the lotus in lake?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 october 2024

Repeat History

That used to cover me.
My poetics. Now stars drag
the space and time.

This was a poet's dream.
It will wash away the wounds
of my past one day.

Why didn't you give
me a kiss a day, when I had
burned my pale hands?

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