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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 6 march 2020

Nuit Blansh

I will gather you―
through the uproar,
when moon picks up the sneaky path,
from dizzying heights
of hunger.
 
The poverty of words
hides the bread, ..
You cannot eat an emblem.
 
The calibration has failed.
Milk contains the
contaminated water.
 
Everyone has one's own
book, where you write your name
and bear malice for everybody.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 march 2020

Mask Unmasked

To become or not to become a renegade,
or to die or not to die for a semi-god?
These were some of the questions
thrown at an incomplete script.
 
What elevated you to a celebrity?
Your hump or deep wrinkled groans?
Age is abating, abattoir is empty.
Exile from the past is over.
When you intend to comeback to childhood
and become a simple star?
 
Behind the mask lies the embrace of death
I am afraid the flames will engulf,
the genius of pathways.
Everything will turn into obsolete gossip.
A patch of sunlight becomes a costly exposure
bones are entwined in eternal cuddle.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 march 2020

Strange Politics

A soft, but me,
black moon
coming in bazaar.
Will you sell me the dreams?
 
Talking to grave silence
before the rains.
I will not plant
marijuana in your eyes.
 
O, ignorant prince,
my mother had left a legacy.
One should not sleep alone
to become poor.
 
I expect no applaud,
no cheers. I am a passer-bye
I have not killed
myself.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 march 2020

A River Flows Inside Me

You drape me, with wet kisses
O moon.
I will not forget you
in freezing rain.
 
At dangerous arch,
blue-veined―
milk in milk has made me red.
 
The ecstasy digs out
the hidden lyric,
I would never sing.
 
Will you find any
questions, to defeat the―
intimacy of a rape?
 
A hurt here, a bruise
there, my faded shirt
covers the poems.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 march 2020

Defeating Death

To you, I
send my silence,
before the fire starts, to engulf
the open barn.
 
This mourning must stop.
I will wash your feet, of mud
and wet grass. You have
come after crossing the jungle of black roses.
 
Tomorrow I will call swallows.
A peacock will replace the
ruined, plundered, silk poppies.
The bleeding sky turns blue.
 
On the road, echoes
of greedy words will eat the smiles.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 march 2020

Troubled Waters

Burning the pages
unread.
A daunting task
to rebuild the bruised relic,
 
of future, which I see
in my dream. This was―
the desire, till
the last flame dies out.
 
I am not sure of
myself. I will chase
a spider, climbing the
wall. I want to know where
 
it was heading, carrying
a headless fly, to bury
a spotless name in the
web of mortal threads.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 february 2020

My Chivalry

What happened? I would
ask the realness
of genocidal face.
 
The blue cock
was numb in the laser thin
commentary.
 
The face was mirror. You
can apply a salve by implanting a womb
in the barren dream.
 
Beheading a thought
was not sufficient to kill the theme.
It will come back with revenge.
 
OCD. I come back again and again to
look at the portrait
of a failed god.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 february 2020

Abstraction

Amnesia.
I want to drink tonight,
purple hellebore.
 
Like to protest―
the display of private things.
The humming.
 
The alphabet of
betrayal. Who wants
the award?
 
Amnesia.
I dream of dying,
feeding the doves.
 
Was it too early
to start getting dressed up
without a show?
 
Amnesia.
The hyphens don't
connect now the broken strings.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 february 2020

Poem

Not knowing―
was a bliss, writing
a poem.
 
Words fall―
Like small birds,
flying.
 
I pick up
the sorrow, of the
blue sky
inaudible.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 february 2020

Map Reading

In blood and grass
lies the snowman.
 
I must not look at it twice
after the spring melt.
 
The black magic has failed.
A mooned night will―
not reflect the real intent
of song's proxy in dark.
 
A lethal mix of twilight
and solstice, squats in gloom
to listen the surrender
of shine.
 
The glorious name, ultimately
drops the hint,
of profanity, written on wall.


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Other poems: In Coexistence, Understanding Me, O God, The Penultimate, In God's Shadow, January Cool, Sending My Hymns, Sending My Hymns, I Knelt In Flames, Hyperaesthesia, After Separations, Incomplete Thoughts, To Tell The Truth, Bizarre Phenomenon, Scoliosis, Noises Of Stampede, Laws Of Chemistry, Love To Violence, Prayer Starts, After The Body, Your Thoughts Live Around Me, My Blood, My Bones, 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, Death In Peace, In Dragnet, My Craft Trembles, The Adored Angel, Untold Story, In Blue Darkness, Will You Know?, Inventory Of Pain, Till Every Song, Felling A Tree, Love And Revenge, Anchor Buried In Clouds, Walking In Twilight, Hope Dies Daily, Footprints On Sands, Amaryllis Blooms, Analysing Myself, Beauty Of Truth, Moonwhite Heart, It Was Not Your Refusal, Fire Game, Chained Love, Pink Bruises, Waning Moon, Waning Moon, Sea Will Drag Me, There Was Ample Pain, If You Are A Human Being, Equality, Sun Was Cooling, Bee-Stings, Lost In Thoughts, In Order Of Being, Smoking Guns, Come To Me As You Are?, Freak Happenings, Character, Dreamscapes, I Think, I Don't Exist, Reincarnation, My Gifts, Pure Like Flames, Unseeking, Reapers Are Here, God It Kills, Body Was Temple, Divine Losses, Winter Tales, Green And Red, No Preface, My Scars Were Red, Don't Grieve For Me, Pain Of Surrender, A Renaissance, Repeating Pain, Deep Inside, When Truth Was Exhumed, It Was My Pain, How Much Certain You Were?, In Cupped Lakes, Saviour Was Sad, Space Walk, Where Will You Go?, Dust Under Feet, Priest Writes On Wall, Deciphering, We Will Not Come Back, Over Your Dream, Watching A Miracle, No Complaints, Between Whips And Tether, Travesty Of Truth, The Saga Of Breakup, The Saga Of Breakup, Playing Chess, The Trial, Leaves Are Changing Colors, Broken Bridges, Misty Memories, In Temperature, O Trinity, Studying Life, Nonetheless, I Write With Red Ink, Everything Is Black, Tangerines Sing, Touching Everywhere, Taking Revenge, Poetic Justice, Suffering Was Right, I Was Lost, Dogmatically, Justice Pure, Amnesia, Compromised, By Kisses, The Entity, Quartz, The End Starts, Echoes Travel, Picking Relics, To Dying Muse, The Voyager, Itinerant, Between Done And Undone, I Remember, I Am You Are, Greek Thoughts, Unseeing You, The Man And God, Savagery, Waiting For Flames, Deep Voices, Jumping The Wall, Beside The Truth, Bifurcation, In Deep Dark, Humanized Pain, It Is Getting Dark,

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