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Satish Verma, 27 january 2024
Stalking The Spring
O black rose, why you
smell the body of a young
fawn after the run?
The sweat was sensual.
You want to kiss the burning
coals of brown eyes.
You always surprise
me in dark moon to put
up a savage fight.
Satish Verma, 26 january 2024
Motionless
But I don't know
who was me, taking sunbath
to meet moon.
The marbles slip from
your hands to hit the white
mausoleum at dusk.
Dip any muse and
words bleed. I will not ask
for orphanage.
Satish Verma, 25 january 2024
Convulsions
Death would not stop
coming on the dirt road
of undanced goddess.
God of sins waits.
Light refuses to enter
the eyes looking at sky.
The beehive spills
to make you human of
vanishing tribe.
Satish Verma, 22 january 2024
Convulsions
Death would not stop
coming on the dirt road
of undanced goddess.
God of sins waits.
Light refuses to enter
the eyes looking at sky.
The beehive spills
to make you human of
vanishing tribe.
Satish Verma, 21 january 2024
Blood Prints
Do not wade in
tears, in blood-deep wounds.
It was a black gold.
Moon was hauling
the night. There was no ending
of empty words. Silver
would not leap in
sun. I become poor in
the court of charity.
Satish Verma, 20 january 2024
On Naked Paper
Smitten by your holy
tongue, the muse melts
in the raging sun.
There was a deep
gorge between the hills.
My face turns blue.
Trembling hands will knit
splendent wreath for a
departing moon.
Satish Verma, 18 january 2024
Curtain Call
You are beautiful,
still untouched by moon.
I am creating myth.
In small hours, I
release the pain at dusk
to touch you unsaid.
I think, not to think of
you, when nightingale comes
to collect your song.
Satish Verma, 17 january 2024
Like Memes
It was hazy in Plato's
cave, I was trying to study
the painting on wall.
Why do I fear for you?
Words have gone dumb
in full moon.
Was it a presence
without flesh, bones?
Only sparkling eyes?
I touch you warily.
Trembling I ask you to come
back in my twirling life.
You do not move.
It happens like never
before. Spirit weeps.
steve, 16 january 2024
"Not Another You"
I think I missed the train.. I should be riding on...
I'm standing at the station.. but I think its long since gone,
I used to have a ticket.. that afforded any ride...
But the only thing I have, is lonelyness and pride,
I can hear the whistle blowing.. as the echo moves away...
But there's nothing I can do.. that changes yesterday,
The past is just a memory.. of things I should of done...
And everything inside me.. tells me.. your the one,
I couldn't see you clearly.. through the fog across the tracks...
But if you were at the station.. I'd come running back,
And as the whistle fades away.. it whispers what I knew...
They'll always be another train.. but "not another you".
Satish Verma, 16 january 2024
Seeking Peace
Trying to make my
life ephemeral, inviting
back my pains.
It was organic,
love unexplained. A
cryptic approach was
birthed to survive.
I wouldn't touch
the aura of falling star
to stitch the wounds.
I might have
covered the ash body
without leaves. There
were unburied secrets.
Remember me in
dark when the earth
opens the eyes.
Latest comments:
2 november 2024
sam53
przy pogodnym niebie szukamy spadających gwiazd...pozdrawiam
2 november 2024
Eva T.
Fajne, mroczne nutki.
2 november 2024
Daleko i nie wpuszczaja tam bez specjalnego pozwolenia
2 november 2024
Ano :) Pozdrawiam, Jago :)
2 november 2024
:)
2 november 2024
Jaga
Poczekałam aż pszczółka uśmiechu ustawiła
2 november 2024
Tylko słońce i kolory jesieni :) Dziękuję
2 november 2024
Słońce zrobiło dobra robotę ;) Dziękuję
2 november 2024
Nienawiść niszczy życie...
1 november 2024
violetta
Na kruszy się:)
1 november 2024
Jak obraz :)
1 november 2024
Ja tak lubię:) stare płyty od mamy:)
2 november 2024
wiesiek
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Eva T.
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Satish Verma
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