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Satish Verma, 4 april 2024

Beside The Truth

You are in
anaphylaxis. A prayer
on the blue lips.

The weightless time
knows the secret of past
and future game.

The incisors of
ancient skull of Lucy
had remained intact.

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Satish Verma, 3 april 2024

Bifurcation

I dream to you.
You were moving like a space
rock ready to collide.

Everyone reaches
to one's own end any day.
What would you carry?

You may need to
sedate yourself. It is a
long pain to live.

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Satish Verma, 2 april 2024

In Deep Dark

The troubled mind
seeks boundless words
for eccentricity.

You grab the hidden
kiss. Give me the smile
of a mooned heart.

At dusk you will talk
with eyes, trembling hands
igniting dry tips.

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steve, 31 march 2024

Do you know how hard it is.. to lay down next to you...
To know that I can't touch you.. you don't want me too,
Do you know how much it breaks my heart.. to look into your eye's...
After all the years that we've been friends.. you still make me cry,
Do you know that I can hardly breath.. when I get too close to you...
And your the one who has control.. of what I say or do,
Do you know how much I need to feel, the heat beneath your skin...
Never knowing the time or place, or even "if or when",
For I have no control, and to need you more than air...
To risk my heart and soul, when I'm not sure you even care,
Should I say goodbye and walk away, or should I hang on still...
Knowing you may never care, and that I always will.

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Satish Verma, 29 march 2024

Humanized Pain

You teach me to
cry for the lost future after
yestergain offered

In a sacrifice
ritual. Blue lines are
appearing on my hands.

The child was walking
towards moon at apogee
but light was very dim.

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Satish Verma, 28 march 2024

It Is Getting Dark

Who had punished
the earth? Her head of moon
felled off at guillotine.

Let go. I am afraid
of myself. It is no time to
commensurate with love.

What was unsaid, will
speak eyes on their own. Give back
my basket of roses.

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Satish Verma, 27 march 2024

Wearing The Crown Of Thorns

A crowd of clones
was picking up sleeveless
shirts from potter's field.

Strangely nobody knows,
who were you after the
last laugh of the destiny.

The passion takes
you towards burning ghat, where
ultimate truth was hanged.

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Satish Verma, 26 march 2024

Good Bye

Sometime I want
to say to myself, why don't
you walk the ramp―

of burning Amazon.
The naveus was becoming
darker on moon.

You partition
the souls and then begin
climbing the rising sun.

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Satish Verma, 25 march 2024

Unstable

Like ghost particles
we came near each other
to generate sparks.

You would not read
what you had written on
my pulsating forehead.

I will wait for you
in timeless space for
your surrender on pyre.

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Satish Verma, 24 march 2024

You Deceive Yourself

Pebbles in hand, nudge
to start talking about the life that
was going to throw the moon.

The oleander wears
the roses without thorns. But you
cannot keep the facts without blood.

Would you tell the truth?
What I think gets printed on your
face. The beginning resembles the end.

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Beside The Truth

Bifurcation

In Deep Dark

"If Or When"

Humanized Pain

It Is Getting Dark

Wearing The Crown Of Thorns

Good Bye

Unstable

You Deceive Yourself

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