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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 july 2019

The Daphnia

The truth of my blood
at the mensal
without prayer and anguish.

Will you be able to
heal the rift between color
and smell?

The other face―
offering the tears in
cupped palm.

The slant eyes will
never know, the end of―
the day under the shadows.

The endemic fugue―
tilts the balance of angels.
The bay tree sends the condolence.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 july 2019

The Rarest Thing

The night watchman
has become an etcher.

The stoning of the shirt
must stop. These moments were the
real sinners/beating the moon.
A simple story becomes an epic.

The belly buttons start
stammering. Meaning did not take a bath.

Canaries have gone on a strike.
They will not sing on the edge of night.

An oil painting walks out of the canvas―
to become a parable.
The creator of this art
was done.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 july 2019

An Awakening

Profiling the flaws
after the ignition, starts
the outrage.

A stoic will assume a
secret. The mute testimony
against my naked walls.

Your gifts are lying unseen,
unused. I have gone, O tormentor―
beyond your reach.

When you would try
to annihilate the vision, I will
check the bleed of eyes.

If the bell rings;
somebody will arrange the table
for anaesthesia.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 20 july 2019

Cracked Open

Living my own way
like flint,
you will not read
my cosmology.

We two, keep quiet in―
the same book― I
want to read some
hidden message from you.

A day slips into night.
What a consumption of will.
The train stops at the terminus―
without a traveler.

Stepping out, from the
grave of body― you will throw
a reflection, of the nerves,
in a wreath.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 july 2019

The Benevolence

Borderless pain was
said untold. I am writing
a new chapter of night.

The somatic scent―
does not rise now, for the peaks
dissecting the snowy falls.

Racial climbdown
brings friction amids the uniqueness
of downtrodden dolls.

There was an intense―
urge to rip open the endless sky―
to find the secret of blackness.

The fabled light,
fails to distinguish between
eyes and ears. A blind man

will not find the shape
of truth by noises.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 18 july 2019

Skirting The Book

This was man made,
the blue-chip―
changing the landscape.
Fanatically you cling to mother
terra firma like a baby primate.

Incontrovertibly―
I am going back to look
like my fathers,
with twisted contours.
Forward― facing, but looking behind.

I climb up the blue,
to unsolve the murder and go
into deep meditation to reject
the gods. The gold mine was flooded
by unprecdented rains of hands and footsteps.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 17 july 2019

A Space, A Dot, A Line

The hesitant―
dawn cracks, as the
river of darkness squirms.

The moon―
was in last, to leave
the howling bank.

It looms large, a ―
brain-dead future. I think
I am forgetting my age.

You must face the
dying earth― sustained―
on prayers only.

This is the height
of dilemma. Why―
poems were hungry?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 16 july 2019

Through The Ashes

Outside, a discreet moon
was rising, breathing―
dark. I was wary of strange clouds
of unknown scents.

Like a blue absence of nothing,
from nothing to emptiness.

The religion of unspoken
prayers― I start the journey,
to void. From there a turbulence will begin.

Blinking eyes― will find
the answer to a no-question, at
the end of the conflict―

when the face is lost to sadness.
You will not take off
your shoes.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 15 july 2019

A Riddle Unsolved

Something novel:
a good augury―
creeping to augment,
an esoteric fall.

I repeat the mistake of knowing too much.

Submodified. The man―
still wants to bite the tongue
on the name of truth.

It was very unpleasant
to see a hummingbird
becoming a sphinx.

No need to commit a suicide after homing,
to a blazing icon in the urn.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 14 july 2019

Again A Sheep Walk

I will be kissing in proxy―
at the dark side of
the moon, where my twin crashed.

The cracks had emerged
in the fiery zone― the flames
reaching the zenith of blue, killer sky.

A tamed hematoma,
speaks― for the ripped open brain.
There was nobody left to be whole.

Survivors were the gift
of miracle. A saint starts
abusing the stars.

The god’s temple lies―
in ruins, buried under the sand,
debris and the dead faith.

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Other poems: Deep Fears, 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,

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