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Satish Verma, 12 november 2017
Implosion
Untimely.
Illegitimate.
I will not ask
for an apology.
The hymn
started too early.
The dust had
settled on the lens.
Imitation.
Not real pearls.
Your words do not
convey the thought.
There was a
long distance –
between your lips
and my self-immolation.
Satish Verma, 11 november 2017
In Praise
Wisdom
picks on the dementia.
I lash out in drunken rage.
The water world,
I stand on an island
in incremental rain-
of denials. Time was
floating on the shells.
Sea was in sullen mood.
Sunless sky wants
to start a ceremony of
clouds and tears.
How far you will
walk with a gypsy?
I have started the journey for invisible.
Satish Verma, 10 november 2017
Downfall
It was
a stunning defection
in dark.
+
You felt
halved
in dark glory.
*
Angry,
Hurt.
Reciting the hymn.
*
Legless larvae
do not want
to become flies.
Satish Verma, 10 november 2017
Downfall
It was
a stunning defection
in dark.
+
You felt
halved
in dark glory.
*
Angry,
Hurt.
Reciting the hymn.
*
Legless larvae
do not want
to become flies.
Satish Verma, 9 november 2017
Downfall
It was
a stunning defection
in dark.
+
You felt
halved
in dark glory.
*
Angry,
Hurt.
Reciting the hymn.
*
Legless larvae
do not want
to become flies.
Satish Verma, 8 november 2017
Neonate
Becoming polar.
The climax comes
without end.
The physical
intimacy of headliners?
You were not reaching anywhere.
Pretty large
was the near-view.
Eons ago there was a neoclassicism.
The core intensity
was golden.
But circumference was ambulatory.
Planets will watch
the rover
for the final descent of god!
Satish Verma, 7 november 2017
Odyssey
I will accept
the curse
of acquisition.
You wear an epic
on the fingers.
I read a virgin.
My shadow joins
the moon at night.
How tall were you?
Hold my arm
once. In terror
I had kisses an old flame.
Death will be
my only landmark.
My journey ends in your arms.
Satish Verma, 2 november 2017
Quenching
Go forth alone, as a beast,
as a bird, as a fish.
There were knots in the breast
to be dissolved.
Unfrequented, lust brings
a folded rose. A foeless
territory to explore the -
heaven of fingers.
Beautiful. I like you
Your smile enters the knife.
The knife goes into the heart.
The heart finds an angel.
Pomegranates. Dark red.
Oozing on the edges for
accepting the brunt of
a corrosive reversal.
Satish Verma, 1 november 2017
Ropes
You done me
mosaic.
The rover has landed
on Mars.
Will you come
tonight?
Circa.
I was searching
the white ants
on the blackboard.
They had drawn
a map
of the moon.
I would not
cry,
for the fallen tree.
It had left
the legacy
of ropes.
Satish Verma, 31 october 2017
Destination What?
How timeless
You were,
O, violence;
After summary executions.
A climactric battle
Rages on, with self.
Inside you, seeking devastatingly-
The brown earth.
After the black night,
I will wait for a bright
Sun. it is there, feel
Of sharp landing, through the eye of a needle.
Freedom from the legacy
Of legends. Where you were,
There was no traffic
Of crawling truths.
Latest comments:
30 december 2025
wolnyduch
Tak, bardzo ciężki ładunek emocjonalny jest
30 december 2025
Zachowania ludzkie się nie zmieniają, to prawda,
30 december 2025
Nietuzinkowo przekazane emocje, jakie towarzyszyły
30 december 2025
Pytania egzystencjalne zawsze towarzyszyły i
29 december 2025
Weronika
Jowisz jest ciężką chmurą.
29 december 2025
Tutaj to się gra że można się bez tego obejść.
29 december 2025
Sorrowhead (ex Cheval)
Tak jest, tak było, tak błędzie ; ).
29 december 2025
Maksymalnie wymowne.
27 december 2025
Belamonte/Senograsta
No oczywiście, wolę wypowiedź szczerą, miło
27 december 2025
marka
Delikatna i pęłna wdzięu fotografia.
27 december 2025
Piękne. Czy da się to zagrać?
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Klimatyczne, tajemnicze. Robi wrażenie.
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wiesiek
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Jaga
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