Satish Verma, 17 april 2019
Even the tree enters its shade.
It was very hot this
summer, while walking in moon.
*
Sleeping under the cacti
and talking to God. Do you
know the ecstasy of pricks?
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This was my total wealth,
the verses. I cannot spend on you,
Oh my god, what an idea?
Satish Verma, 16 april 2019
Penchant for bats. Always
nocturnal./ Sustained flight.
Eyes piercing./ Incisors ready to
dig in you with anticoagulant saliva.
Your echolocation will attract
more suicides./ Don’t write
poems about leitmotivs.
I will say.
An imaginary withdrawl.
I am no more in your eyes. A sheep
jumps from the cliff.
You start a bonfire / of all your wins
as a signal. The immaculate dawn rising.
Killing me.
Satish Verma, 14 april 2019
A lamplit page
that smells your body.
I still remember the
cajoling maneuver to give
me a spin.
Oysters. They were crawling
to eject the pearls. And
spiders weaving a net
to trap my thoughts. A
fly lands in the labyrinth.
War of attrition. A tremor
shakes the pillars. Moments
of disintegration. The fragments
throw the footprints in
your hands.
You cannot write your
name on your book.
Satish Verma, 13 april 2019
Loading the twin calyculi
at the dawn. Cotton grass
will get an―
extortionate price.
Silence was dead.
And as were the protests
of levitating poppies.
Chasing a colored storm
becomes a craze, these days.
Bystanders will witness
the fall of blue night.
You want to unfollow
the begonias now, cultivating
the unkissed music on the
lips of swaying reeds.
Satish Verma, 12 april 2019
After the ammonia leak,
there was a visual hallucination.
An ad hoc proxy of stardust
will not settle on the lotus.
I grieve for the sobbing moon
who was kept waiting to―
wash the feet of a sunken god.
There were no wreaths for the departed.
Death had a debt to pay,
to a hungry child, who was
given a chance to see the light,
but was not fed by the night.
To perpetuate the crime, there
was a syndicate, who would bet
for the nested game, in lieu,
of wiping the green tears of earth.
Satish Verma, 11 april 2019
Step aside.
Tension of mining gold
barrels through
mating preference.
The shadows under the
eyes were lengthening.
A childhood alley had―
the cul-de-sac.
A face trembles in your
hands when you kiss
the tears of a melting peak.
The body collects the honey.
A sleeping moon drifts
like a fallen virgin,
covering the face in the headscarf
of brazen clouds.
Satish Verma, 10 april 2019
Being me
like a butterfly I cannot
fold the wings.
Why do we need to
burn the orchard grass
for an interim exit.
My bête noire was me.
I would not separate the
statecraft from worship.
Snubbing the trees,
I want to climb tall to know, why
were we using sarin and mustard.
On the road to avatars,
I won’t believe, that a released
soul should come back.
Robotic, someone was
searching a lost forest.
Satish Verma, 9 april 2019
Sometimes,
you let it go,
the uneven fall of the tempest.
Which body,
would you turn on,
now; after inhaling―
the jessamines? An
overpowering instinct,
takes hold of you―
to death wish. I want
to make you sit
before me and ask―
why have you fallen
in love with a
fireball. A hidden mystery―
unflolds now. We knew
each other’s gift
of summer, hurting without knowing.
Satish Verma, 7 april 2019
O human face,
coming from the furry past;
now I want you to
become, my death.
The naked ape, has
started hiding the tainted
shirt, loses battle,
and becomes beast again.
The acid attacks on
the nascent roses, I see
the ruins of frozen dreams.
Will you fetch the moonlight?
Carrying the cross, I choke
on my words. The lovers
will never be the same.
Satish Verma, 6 april 2019
Calibrating,
the orgy in sky.
Will you wish away, the
perpetual collisions?
The astronomer
does not want to visit
the temple, where
the celestial bodies were making love;
on the walls.
Sunflowers shedding
the petals. Want to change
the orientation. Moon-bitten
now amorous in dark.
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