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Satish Verma, 18 june 2023

Shedding Skin

You play bloody words
I am discovering myself
after you left.

A serpentine
history of love and hate,
hurting ourselves.

Want to see a blind.
Who will not ask my religion
my color and my creed.

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Satish Verma, 17 june 2023

A fistful of scent,
I inhale the lingering
pain moving crescently.

What was your doubt?
The weak bones will not carry
some hidden truths.

The earth will stink,
of broken water. No new god
was going to appear.

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Satish Verma, 16 june 2023

Take Heart

Speechless, I start
adoring you, separating
the milk and water.

You talk of divine
touch of agni of moon.
Who was sun's daughter?

Can you recite a
mantra to wake a sleeping
angel to hold light?

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Satish Verma, 15 june 2023

Walking Away

A blood oath you
made stabbing the moon.
Will not wait for sun.

Never bled the light
in dark to watch your face
in gleaming tears.

Would you like to
sit under the bodhi tree
to take in Buddha?

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Satish Verma, 13 june 2023

Walking Away

A blood oath you
made stabbing the moon.
Will not wait for sun.

Never bled the light
in dark to watch your face
in gleaming tears.

Would you like to
sit under the bodhi tree
to take in Buddha?

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Satish Verma, 10 june 2023

Crying Silently

A deathless shadow
follows us O god. Your pain
was bigger than me.

Each day bears a
witness of my love for dying
truth in your hands.

A damper brings fog
in eyes. I cannot read
your citations.

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Satish Verma, 9 june 2023

Burnt-Out

Abdicating your
throne, O god, I am not
worthy of human being.

Has the man risen
from the salamander's leg
severed from body?

At the mercy of a
creator's path you will not
find peace at end.

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Satish Verma, 8 june 2023

Eclipsing

Like a hot cinder
on the black paper, makes
a hole in heart.

Your zodiac sign
will burn under the moon.
The other side cries.

The fair queen has
a scar on forehead. Third
eye was waning.

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Satish Verma, 7 june 2023

Delicate Maturity

It was scary to
listen to the sounds of
your glossy tresses.

To taste flavours
of your lips in return
for bleeds of poems.

The panther. He goes
a kill a day. Will change
legitimately?

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Satish Verma, 6 june 2023

After Separation

You filter time.
Time filters you.
I catch the words.

The empty bowl
of a fakir betrays the fabric
of life, without seeking.

Mid winter I will ask―
the moon not to freeze.
Some sounds you will not hear.

Tearing the fog, I
wanted to teach you the language
of pain, becoming cold.

Like meteor of
a melting star, you were moving
away faster than light.

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poetry

Shedding Skin

Now You Are Old

Take Heart

Walking Away

Walking Away

Crying Silently

Burnt-Out

Eclipsing

Delicate Maturity

After Separation

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