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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 may 2019

Innumerable

The opaque civility
takes a big toll. The fledglings
were dying in the duck pond.

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I want to steal the moon
tonight for a ritual
and bring it on my lake.

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A wet floor always
mirrors the voices floating
on the low roof of my rainbow.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 6 may 2019

The Secular Ethics

A fact of time. The
relationship
has a price.

There was a deep
moral crisis, when I said,
stay poor.

Money makes you
dishonest. Why don’t
you start giving away?

The secular thing.
Were you tolerant
of my protests?

Ethics were changing.
Why should not I be
a very sad man?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 5 may 2019

Animal Kingdom

There was too much, violence in the
house. I walk through the pathways―

of divided family. As if waylaid
by the thugs. I am stranded bereft of―

all my achievements, fixating at withdrawl.

The menu
alters.
I go
hungry.
The toothache persists. Life is
still.The vision seethes without wings.
Pulsating silence.
There is no voice.

Like mannequins, we dance
without geniality. The master
is nowhere. Who was pulling
the strings?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 may 2019

Last Freedom

Nurturing,
a leaker on the prowl,
to become glamorous
killer.

The parting,
of ways in a jungle of
principles, life takes
a full turn,

sharply. The ascension
of dark matter,
believes: it’s time has come
to engulf the world.

Realization,
comes very late in acute
labour pains, throwing
up the agenda.

Taking a call
of inevitable, the
dignity holds on to
the fringes of peace.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 may 2019

All Said

Some things are not said,
uncoupling the cut glass.
Flowers will not come
from the new moon.

You collect the hundred
loops from your hair,
and part the heat. An
ancestor turns in his grave.

Collect the grapes, fallen
plums from my garden.
I am not sure, how long the
spring stays. You were
not ready for the
rocks, for sure.

I am scraping the song
written for a tree.
Cannot decipher the sap.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 may 2019

I Demand

A double helix
uncoils. There was a
beheading in Saudi.

You ask for the
ecstasy in spaceship
singing the oddity.

It was in the proximity
of a brick kiln, that you
wanted to take a sunbath.

It was not private, not
intimate. You had spread
the profanities in bazaar.

How many shots, would
you collect from the,
sinned city of big names?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 may 2019

The Great Decline

Abetting the suicide of
a bystander, your impacted
diamond, downs the hips.

What had you done to
me? I will not hold you responsible
for the ache.

There was the aging moon,
still lingering in the―
crack of dawn.

I don’t close the door.
Will wait for the big question
from the exotic death―

of dark matter, which
defied the relationship
of unique absurdities.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 april 2019

Beware Of The Peaks

To repel the slice of
hope, the patriarch
falls midway.

Pushed to the end of
leaf, a moth is propelled
in the mouth of deeps.

The boat starts sinking
in the age of doubts
and dementia. You

will need to manage
your fires. A hollow
rustling of slogans will,

not repeal the canorous
sounds coming from the
orgy. Life takes a turn.

It asks for an insane man
to change the world.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 april 2019

Debating Point

This was an interesting dialogue
going on,
between me and a ghost. It was
telling me that I love you
because you are not a virgin.

Was it a good thing, someone
asks? The game was fair
but the players were dishonest.

The bared chest, with scars
and raw wounds, tells everything
about blue wars.

The words float on water,
like dragonflies. Do you think
it was impossible to convey
the agony by phraseology of metaphors?

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 april 2019

Circles

Releasing the pain.
Your eyes laugh,
when you cry.

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An ancient city
wakes up. A bird, a lizard
and a beast.

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A triangular hollow
of the valley
throws up the moon.

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Other poems: Thou Shall Not Cry, 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,

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