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Satish Verma, 10 april 2022
India Ink
In everyday life
you pick up a war with a―
moment in truth.
Unleashing a malign―
half gender― to speak
for the sake of a maker.
You were standing on
a fault-line, waiting for the
unhappened to happen.
I have come from a
faraway land to dig up the
legacy of the ruined convulsions of man.
The faith, a religion the
god were all forgotten when
you sit homeless, hungry under the sky.
Satish Verma, 6 april 2022
Somebody Dies
You walk through me
opening the portal of―
unending moment.
A right to die lingers in the eyes.
Not a serenade. I am
tying the knot on the tree.
The wait was becoming too long. I
would read again Hamlet without the prince.
Truth was not happy, when
you brought down the body.
The wind was moving like a panther
stealthily before the kill.
How shall we bite our toes―
now? They have left
a bloody trail on the
weeping grass.
Satish Verma, 5 april 2022
The Dirty Beliefs
More searing―
in fog of love.
You prepare the first draft―
of suicide.
It was not in your
handwriting from the left,
before sending―
the message.
The crash of the drone
before hitting the ground.
I apologize to sun for―
the brilliant fault.
I will never know
what did I give you.
My tulips were ravaged
by the statecraft of the winds.
Satish Verma, 4 april 2022
No Coronation Please
Like toothache.
Would hear the voices
of dark.
No beginning, no end.
I will not conclude.
Like the setting sun in west
dying beautifully―
without moon.
It is a chilling confession.
No offending. Trying to
understand unmoving lips.
In my suffering
there was no faith healing.
I won't ask your hand.
Every syntax, regenerates
the truth of the dirty mind.
Living amidst the
dangers of orthopedic blunders
you cannot walk straight.
The queen has gone insane.
Satish Verma, 3 april 2022
White Shrouds
The lips will speak
without sound.
A tuliped man hangs himself
down, from a tall tree of fame.
You wanted to live in the―
glare of slit throats.
The blood brings the brilliant
glitter of gold.
End of the speech will―
throw up a mascot. The noose was
tightening around the―
rising― glorious sun.
Slavery never ends. You
become victim of your dazzling
peaks, when you stand alone
at unthinkable heights.
The spirit of the tree dies in your eyes.
Satish Verma, 2 april 2022
From When To Where
In deep bottom,
at first light, I
will give you a call.
Because, I was only bones,
muscles worn out in hymns
and the nudes were―
putting on the masks.
You will not deliver―
a denial, nor you will
put forward the Buddhist stance.
Like a curling fern you
want to go in dark shade―
eyes shut.
The circus of stunted men
and lady birds―
will go on unabated.
I swear by fire,
The battered umbilicus will
not bear any gods.
A miraculous escape. I
will not eat your
flesh, hot and red.
We start hitting each other
Scott Clark, 1 april 2022
Benjamin
Lit’l child, were ya ben
O’er the Sun or with yar kin.
O’ May’e with yar friends jamin.
Scott Clark, 1 april 2022
Colden'd Touch
Colden’d touch, eyes a stare
Loved one’s gone, tis unfair. Unfair. Unfair.
Mine arms could not reach in that darkened lair.
It has her there. Her there. Her there.
I pray my kisses softened that dreadful pang.
May this n’er happen again. Again. Again.
Scott Clark, 1 april 2022
I See You Afar
At times I see you afar, in mind’s eye,
Calling this heart and affording a sigh.
A bit o’ pause, a bit o’ rush.
Listen girl, the silence…now hush.
Ah, that my tears had wings!
And my grief be heavenward
My soul bluely sings
A price none could afford.
Tears are never bought nor sold
Yet they are sweet, precious and never grow old.
Scott Clark, 1 april 2022
The Bloom
In the morning air you can smell them bloom,
Those bless’t sweet Roses,
Beyond a bitter room.
Could tear- filled eyes can ever sway
Those lovely things on a lonely day?
Latest comments:
5 october 2024
Belamonte/Senograsta
ekwiwokacja słowa wielkość
4 october 2024
Eva T.
I tak chyba pozostanie :)
4 october 2024
:)
4 october 2024
Z przedpokoju :)
4 october 2024
Weronika
Wszelkie poznanie jest aspektowe, więc do końca
4 october 2024
violetta
Można to zmienić:)
4 october 2024
jeśli tylko
lisi ogon :)
4 october 2024
pieprz w szyszeczkach :)
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Nathas
jaki będę tej jesieni otulony koszmarem zatopiony
4 october 2024
sam53
18. wers zgubiłeś "c" we ... wciąż 25.wers
4 october 2024
petunie... non olet?
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jeśli na ostro!
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