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Satish Verma, 28 june 2018

It Was Pindrop Silence

Into the nightscape,
an earthen lamp ushers in
the new year.

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I will look
back at the bright moon
hung on a tree.

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In misty dawn
the suspense grows deeper.
There was a huge explosion.

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Satish Verma, 27 june 2018

There was no clear move.
Flamethrowers were on the way─

and I was looking,
backward.

A fragile truce with the
clouds. They had abandoned─

the sky and were wringing─
the neck of mountains.

Compromising with the painted lips
of winter, my secret was out.

I was shivering in the crowd
of moon-gazers.

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Satish Verma, 26 june 2018

Poised

Deceived several
times, you err again, and
put up your debut kill.

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A graphic escape,
of moon from the dark
clutches of clouds.

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The blackbucks
get ready to leapfrog on the
first sound of shots.

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Satish Verma, 25 june 2018

Abusing Self

Starting a blaze
in rape crime.

Schizophrenic scroll,
outwatching you.

Forgo the sun,
your friend, death─

was ambling again─
nearby. A troubled─

bee cannot find
her hive. They were

hanged in a row.
All the nudes.

I will declare war
on the vulgar exhibits.

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Satish Verma, 24 june 2018

Stoking A Flame

In raw blackness
you want to find fireflies
in the hedges.

Green on green
I ambush the chill
of a dying moon.

Silently you meditate,
as the fog descends
settling discreetly─

on your thoughts.
A cat jumps the wall
in pursuit of a game.

Why to recall the father's
death. In autumn night
I will break the vow.

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Satish Verma, 23 june 2018

Crossing The Road

You flock to a set trap.
A bubble.
Midnight: with pain
and anger, when a real and virtual drama
unfolds.
Mercy waits.

Meditating: still
like a Buddha, a moon was
watching you.

Watching you,
a moon, like a Buddha:
still, meditating.

Innocence versus
ignorance. A mob impaled
on the doorstep of future,
unsure, but agitated.

Life demands a full beheading.

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Satish Verma, 22 june 2018

A Smile Was Raped

A pinch of moon
in the glass of my wine.

I was looking at xerophytes
in timeless zone.

Like vampire bats hanging
down from a branch, till eternity.

What a tenacity, I would say.
The world was not going to end.

I would also not like the continuity
of any drift or agitation.

You make the water silted.
Truth of baby innocense─

takes birth again and again
even the dark energy or

dark matter overwhelms.

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Paweł Szkołut, 21 june 2018

Medusa from Leptis Magna

Medusa – lying on the ground
among the magnificent ruins
of the ancient city
with snake hair
and staring eyes

do you try similarly
to your sisters Gorgons
still scare us
with the appearance and sight
which look turns into a stone?

or rather you are staring at the famous past
of the Greek gods and heroes -
Poseidon, who has seduced you
as a beautiful girl in the temple of Athena
(for what that goddess has turned you into a monster)
or Perseus, who cut off your head with his sword,
that brought your son Pegasus to the world
and than he reached Olympus
in order to after death
be placed on the sky?

or maybe you regret the fate of the kingdoms
which neither were defended by their armies
nor your threatening face
on the Zeus shield?

of the empires which have laid in ruins
creating the foundations for other kingdoms
which gods have turned out to be
more powerful than those worshiped
in the old temples
of the once famous
Roman city
Leptis Magna

2005

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Satish Verma, 20 june 2018

Sneaking Desires

The pursuit of a rainbow
in the tiger sanctuary.
Mathematics fails.

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Sundew
invites you to taste the flesh.
You fall like a guilt.

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The pink moon
melts down in your dream. You
will not touch the flame.

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Satish Verma, 19 june 2018

Winter Script

The lust overtakes
the content.
Winter solstice gives the answer.

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The winter moon.
How much a bunker will
provide you the shelter?

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A countryside.
The huddled mushrooms
protecting their kids.

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It Was Pindrop Silence

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Poised

Abusing Self

Stoking A Flame

Crossing The Road

A Smile Was Raped

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Sneaking Desires

Winter Script

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