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Satish Verma, 8 june 2024
Priest Writes On Wall
Looking at picture
writing on the face, I will
search myself in you.
I want you take
baby steps after the encounter
with the lost horizon.
The flora, the fauna
of your psyche, illustrates
a sculpture in action.
The blue eyes the
wait for the snake charmer
to bring the vipers kiss.
The pain of dying
at the door of unopened
fort will arrest the vibes.
Satish Verma, 7 june 2024
Deciphering
Trying to meet the
best of you, after seeking
nothing. Two halves never sleep.
Silently creeping,
glaciers were ready for
meltdown. Earth breaks.
Into tears. I don't
want to think, to speak. Staring
at you finding fault in sun.
The poetry seeks
some answers for unknown
questions, sitting in wilderness.
The moon aborted
twice to land on earth,
to search for the namesakes.
Satish Verma, 6 june 2024
We Will Not Come Back
Was it a death trap?
You were staring unblinkingly
at the black hole.
I will not play with
the dirty words. I will pray
you shouldn't make it.
The child cries. Wolf
gets away with a big chunk
of flesh of earth.
Satish Verma, 30 may 2024
Over Your Dream
When I pined for
you, you were lost in open
space. Something―
Dies inside me
daily. I watch daring fall
of pride to kill sun.
Let it be dark now
on this side of moon. Clouds
cover the shame.
Satish Verma, 28 may 2024
Watching A Miracle
You want to go
extinct, dying of love
hormone. I will
Be strong to honor
the dignity of the human
patience in flames.
It hots up. The wild
conflict, between give and
take of god's kiss.
Satish Verma, 27 may 2024
No Complaints
Moon was looking
in my eyes. Time to sink my
ship coming apart.
Sunset was visible.
Don't want to give a chance
to write off pen.
Ironic. Shifting
away from peace. Why turn
to black hole?
Satish Verma, 26 may 2024
Between Whips And Tether
Listen to silence
of pain of heart, where
sun cannot reach.
Write to me a letter
in calligraphy. I want to
sleep in words arms.
I will not explore
any relationship for any
amorous signs.
Satish Verma, 25 may 2024
Travesty Of Truth
Lips collide. I
smear the memories on
your forehead.
Will you wake up
one day for me to rewrite
the mercy of wounds?
How shall we meet
before or after the demise
of cooling sun?
Satish Verma, 24 may 2024
The Saga Of Breakup
The sage of tree
sits cross-legged under the
shade of dilemma.
Would you pray for
me when the thick forest
of hope catches fire?
Between mantras and
peace, comes the bifid tongue.
Half truth and half lie.
Satish Verma, 23 may 2024
The Saga Of Breakup
The sage of tree
sits cross-legged under the
shade of dilemma.
Would you pray for
me when the thick forest
of hope catches fire?
Between mantras and
peace, comes the bifid tongue.
Half truth and half lie.
Latest comments:
4 july 2025
Jaga
Miasto jak świat cały.
4 july 2025
Subiekcja, gdy subiektywny ogląd.
3 july 2025
Belamonte/Senograsta
nie ja ale wy zaczeliscie o polityce, fałszu
3 july 2025
Weronika
Miasto zbliża się końca.
3 july 2025
Ani mnie nie kręci. Nie zmienia to faktu, że
3 july 2025
moi mili, mnie polityka nie kręci
3 july 2025
I fałszu nikt nie zliczy...
3 july 2025
Mam drugi dzień upału. Do tego gorący, suchy
3 july 2025
Też kiedyś drylowałam. Wiśnię. młodą,
3 july 2025
sam53
wybory są niepoliczalne...patrz Polska :)))
3 july 2025
zrywam wiśnie...jeszcze ze 2 wiadra i spokój...gdzie
3 july 2025
starałem się :))))
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