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steve

steve, 16 january 2024

"Not Another You"

I think I missed the train.. I should be riding on...
I'm standing at the station.. but I think its long since gone,
I used to have a ticket.. that afforded any ride...
But the only thing I have, is lonelyness and pride,
I can hear the whistle blowing.. as the echo moves away...
But there's nothing I can do.. that changes yesterday,
The past is just a memory.. of things I should of done...
And everything inside me.. tells me.. your the one,
I couldn't see you clearly.. through the fog across the tracks...
But if you were at the station.. I'd come running back,
And as the whistle fades away.. it whispers what I knew...
They'll always be another train.. but "not another you".

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 january 2024

Seeking Peace

Trying to make my
life ephemeral, inviting
back my pains.

It was organic,
love unexplained. A
cryptic approach was
birthed to survive.

I wouldn't touch
the aura of falling star
to stitch the wounds.

I might have
covered the ash body
without leaves. There
were unburied secrets.

Remember me in
dark when the earth
opens the eyes.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 january 2024

Embracing Dark

Unclench your fist.
Release the fireflies.
It is getting dark.

The moonflowers
are in full bloom, opening
at dusk till noon.

In the morning
I will unlock the moon
to go back its home.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 january 2024

Whispering Clouds

The veiled buds for
you, living on the moon,
in explicit shades.

Why didn't you leave
a trail of disaster, after
hissing the last breath?

I was to be me,
looking at the clock unblinking,
to stop the era.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 january 2024

Into Dark Abyss

Unsung something,
in space, in other life
can I raise you?

The aureole
cannot be resurrected
like Lazarus.

Fading jasmines
make me mad looking
at moon rise.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 january 2024

Talking To Spirit

How much was space
between you and me in
legacy of moon?

Like the mayfly you
have no lips, no mouth.
Let's live for a day.

You may like to
salvage the broken wall
for our home.

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steve

steve, 9 january 2024

"Not The Perfect Answer"

It's been so long since I've seen you.. do you still remember my name?
The years come and go.. like people I know.. but my feelings for you haven't changed,
Did you think that I had forgotton.. did you think I'd never return?
How could I forget my biggest regret.. while the fire inside me still burns,
But Life is just an illusion.. as I awaken just to survive...
Going through all of the motions.. of living the 9:00 to 5:00,
The light begins to fade away.. as the day comes to an end...
And when I close my eye's to sleep.. is when my life begins,
For that's when were together.. and there you "love me too"...
And I make love to you all night.. when I dream of you,
It's "not the perfect answer".. it's less than what I want...
I want so much more of you.. than just the dreams you haunt,
It's "not the perfect answer"".. for tears you'll never see...
But as I lay my head to sleep.. it's what I need for me,

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 january 2024

Art In Pain

There was no one
at my back. A very tall moon
stitches your name.

I wash your body
in tears to the concept
of undying love―

When the light goes,
trees start falling to pay
homage to roots.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 january 2024

Raw Dreams

Everyone would
wait for the death. It should be
beautiful. No rider.

An unspoken word
simmers in eyes for last
kiss of golden sun.

You want to move
away from yourself to reach
end of your pain.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 january 2024

After You Left

The chilling offer
of thumbs in the voyage
of monk's insanity.

Sun stops for while
to steal the time, separating
poem from poem.

You may like to
destroy the hemorrhaging
moon before dawn.

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