Satish Verma, 20 october 2021
Trying to face fiction,
poetry was falling apart
between the glasses.
Telltale signs betray
ghostwalking of the black stones.
Sculptor coming up.
Moonrise will decide the
fate of lovers. Nobody was
ready to tie the knot.
Satish Verma, 19 october 2021
Scythe of a moon
swings, between tall
palm leaves.
Wanting to see
the midnight fall
of white snow.
Never felt the
sadness of cold weather
when flurries fly.
Leaves had
assembled at the
funeral of the moon.
Satish Verma, 18 october 2021
The trauma gives me a
severe jolt.
The paper nest of
wasps remains unbroken.
There was an ethereal
feel. One outwardly thought.
We should be ready for
a final war.
Between words and deeds
the religion was expanding.
River of blood was becoming
thick. Can you walk on the
frozen bodies?
The title of the substory
changes. Every executioner
had a deep hurt inside.
Satish Verma, 16 october 2021
Winter is round the corner.
A single dew drop―
cedes a concession to tall trees.
Watchers of virginity
will stay to freeze the fidelity.
Eyes will not let fall
the blood tears.
You were not reading
your mind, skipping your mantra
of departure, behind the
curtain. The winter takes revenge.
Not a single leaf will
follow you, when the blaze
rages in the eyes of moon.
Listen my love. Story does
not end here. Deep within is purple
band. Win or lose, you
will walk on the stings to mutate
the pain of amputation. And
I will paint a fallen
bo tree unfinding a Buddha.
Satish Verma, 15 october 2021
I grope, I fumble.
I do not seek
any death.
You will divide,
my body, my soul.
Concealing a double
of god, you disappear
in zero visibility.
The bullets,
the knife.
Will they break the pride
of defying the norms?
The nonviolence speaks
from podium.
Hate breeds hate.
Would you drop the weapons
for enemy?
A rose will say I don't know.
Satish Verma, 14 october 2021
I grope, I fumble.
I do not seek
any death.
You will divide,
my body, my soul.
Concealing a double
of god, you disappear
in zero visibility.
The bullets,
the knife.
Will they break the pride
of defying the norms?
The nonviolence speaks
from podium.
Hate breeds hate.
Would you drop the weapons
for enemy?
A rose will say I don't know.
Satish Verma, 13 october 2021
Locating the perceived
footprints of moon―
in my dark house.
My homegrown precision
brings the weird
calligraphy alive.
Now the execution
begins in rose beds. Out from
nowhere come the missing thumbs.
You kill in broad daylight
all the dreams of
feathery morning. I―
start climbing the
violence to reach the eye
of hate and enmity.
A god a day becomes
my natural love. Would we be
meeting daily?
Satish Verma, 12 october 2021
Collecting more luggage
while moving on.
The hostages were left behind.
A chilling reminder.
Travel light.
Snow was not going to melt.
Water was rising in the eyes. They look hazy―
the church, the mosque,
the temple.
Violence. It was inside you.
You were walking in sleep
inattentive of mines.
As if you will walk through the fire―
ball unharmed.
Satish Verma, 11 october 2021
A truth a day
was not sufficient.
There were many snakes.
The tree will speak
under the sky.
You will need solitude.
You see what
you want to see.
Eyes don't tell the real.
The silky way
you want to hold
the poems of moon.
Satish Verma, 10 october 2021
What organicity!
Moon was coming down
on me. A visual alacrity,
accepting the surrender.
Journey to dead phrases
begins. Revivalism?
You dig out the extinct remains,
the forbidden Anemone, daughter
of Mars.
Come once, to my side,
to receive my fervor,
making me timeless.
Desires were ace runners.
Mind picks up the cobalt blue
of your eyes.
Now you go blank―
against the cult. The thumb
was set lower than the forefinger.
It will not pull the trigger.
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