Satish Verma, 16 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 15 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 13 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 12 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 10 july 2023
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.
steve, 9 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 8 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 7 july 2023
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.
Satish Verma, 6 july 2023
Gene-edited,
manhood was taking punches.
I wasn't sure of me.
Let spider weave
an exotic home. Black,
moon walks free of trap.
God's monologue
continues to catch the stolen
words of stained men.
Satish Verma, 5 july 2023
It was not enough.
Your charity to feed raptors
with two supple hands.
Birds of prey will want
your flesh, bones and eyes.
Don't nod your head.
Can you walk over
the burning coals to prove
virtuous chastity?
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