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Satish Verma, 8 september 2024

Moon Slept In My Arms

The shadow love
behaves like cannabis.
I laugh with you.

Go to war. I say
to myself. You prepared
nothing for yourself.

Why did you want
to wash the golden ring
with your tears?

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Satish Verma, 6 september 2024

You look different
when you receive a huge
amount of love under crescent moon.

The baby kiss stops the
air amidst the leaves of roses
under black and blue sky.

Listen to darkness when
sun dips in crimson fog and
beautiful words disappear.

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Satish Verma, 5 september 2024

Out Of Honey

You know when moon
kissed the sun, planet melted
and war of tears started.

Ah! the white scented
jasmines entwined to squeeze
the elixir of etherian love.

The untouched embrace,
was pure like ice of Himalayas
peak in golden light.

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Satish Verma, 4 september 2024

Ocean Sinks

Locating a lonely
star, you burn the space and
lay roses on its path.

All night the light
was blinking I would not sleep to catch
your tricks that go to get me.

Like fawn's big eyes
you look through me to know
the secrets of deep pain.

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Satish Verma, 3 september 2024

Looking At Past

The cave man writes
his fate on your palm, but
you were unmoved.

Ah! The love multiplies.
Will freedom come one day
to embrace the comet?

Every thought goes to you
I ask myself, how long I remain
occupied with snow and fall.

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Satish Verma, 2 september 2024

Not Heart Broken

I break the silence
to bid farewel to my past
and future. You scream.

Dry leaves are being
crushed. The tall tree goes into
meditation to talk to his soul.

The hopes tremble.
Roots smile. The sap rises to
the wrinkled buds. Let spring come.

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Satish Verma, 1 september 2024

A Patriarch Maps

A face hides red eyes
behind you casts a shadow.
Can you plant a kiss?

On the dry lips of the moon?
A single bird was playing with
fire to jump in flames.

My hands are singed.
I was trying to collect the
melting wax of your eyes.

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Satish Verma, 31 august 2024

By Sparks Stay Young

In unconscious you,
it was defeat of reason,
I am trying to define life.

A bodyless thought
gives birth to misconceptions
I count your fingers daily.

Why did you show
me your hand wearing a
mash to hide the kill.

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Satish Verma, 30 august 2024

Inheriting The Dust

You tell me, why did you
hold my hand to climb
the purple hill of flames.

On your lips, I had
planted the kiss, not to burn
the shroud of the goddess.

Why life was so cruel
that whenever I lighted the
candle, hurricane reached.

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Adam Pietras (Barry Kant), 29 august 2024

The Introivert

The Introvert

Emptyness sealed
Devil plays his dysharmony
Running among the ruins
As I am a king
Of things unseen
Forgotten and unknown
Such a nice way to describe
The drama of dreams
Of existence turned
To it's own core

With a hope of
Transformational power
As I can give and take
Only to myself
Unseen, forgotten and unknown
Absurdal agonist
Screaming no longer

A horse
A crafstman
The trickster
The tired jumper

As I can't choose between
Fascination and disdain
Sickness and joy
Tragedy and a dance
Despair and a humour
Loony tunes on the moon
Flag in a far place
Goddes in dreams
Love so far

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Moon Slept In My Arms

In Cross-Hairs

Out Of Honey

Ocean Sinks

Looking At Past

Not Heart Broken

A Patriarch Maps

By Sparks Stay Young

Inheriting The Dust

The Introivert

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