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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 august 2023

Participation

All night you were
talking to moon in dance.
I will catch you
in sleep.

A daughter of
Miranda, sucked in dark,
the tarentula, the choice
of ultimate.

You cover the blood
on knife. Someone has paid
for betrayal. No charity,
no will of god.

Eyes move like
dragonflies. Between her
and him an unborn
sun folds the leg and sleeps.

I become my own lover.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 august 2023

Ephemeral

Again a forest
walks, wounded and broke.
I sculpt a poem.

To get some relief
of truth, give me a vedic
hymn, Beethoven script.

The spring waits in
the buds of chest. When love
sprouts, look at the moon.

A virgin kiss
of Karma, turns the page.
Acid-burned, my hand
hold the pen.

And I think of
the beautiful orchids trying to
find a home.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 august 2023

Navigating You

Tell me how to break
the moon, when night weeps
to bring home stars.

Anyone cannot be
my lover to walk the sun
for wooing marigolds.

And one day I will
not wait for you to bring
back the spring in eyes.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 august 2023

Compelling Charm

Don't pick smoked
words. Drink milk of moon
for rapture of deep.

Will not define
the war. Impairs vision
and you flounder.

Who was victor
at the end? We go crazy, and
give you a name.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 august 2023

You Smell Murder

I was tired of
repeating mantras for
reincarnation.

The hidden mounts
want to revolt against sun
for the crying moon.

Bargaining has
begun between flesh and bones.
You pay to draw blood.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 august 2023

Becoming A Totem

Moon was playing
with a skylark. I give
a whistle. He ducks behind
the palm.

This was your figment
of imagination. You had
said, bring the last sound
of the forest.

I was the giver.
I am the taker.

An immaculate kiss
of the flame will decide
the destiny of bullet.

There was no distance
between the lips and
the hiss of the venomous snake.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 august 2023

Empty Bowls

Standing alone
in darkness of stairwell
searching light.

You were not immortal
I had lost my speech
in my pain's birth.

Why it had to
happen, altering the genes
of unborn progeny?

I miss my divine
peace. You say nothing.
Space between nights shrinks.

We were scared.
Sun was hiding. I re-send
my prayer. Never pick
the meaning.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 august 2023

In My Small Fists

You seldom touch
the flames of eyes, when
I believed it was true.
Your hand burns.

Ceremonial. I
pluck the roses in
delirium. O pain-giver
there was beautiful blood.

Cloud, cloud tears
slip for thousand of years
to reach the dry lips of iris.
Why did I go blind?

After the snake bite
you turn blue, a goddess
of forgotten sins, I
will never blame you.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 august 2023

Graceful

Why did I go
for you at the end of road?
Copper weeps.

Like air hugging
you, smelling your wet
scented hairs.

Poverty was a gift
of god. You were very
rich. Strange!

What you will
wear at the death of moon?
sun was red.

Signing on the
skin of dying butterfly,
what you wanted to say?

Put off the lamp.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 august 2023

Common Thoughts

Dying daily
without touching you.
A panther plays―
with a fawn and then eats him.

The mode of living
is changing. I rise with
sun and fall with moon.

Read me in your
palms and recite the
prayer to belongingness.

Ah, all the miseries
were coming on surface.
Who failed the religion,
the fidelity?

You don't want to
come near end. Will aesthetics
save you?


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