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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 2 march 2019

Walking Down The Lane

Time entombed, a negative
film, showing the
white bones of
a black moon.

I am surprised, how
a jungle of humanity, lives
with predators―
uncomplainingly.

A lost genre will find
new syllables to start a
heliographic script to
make history.

There has to be some
reason, in the lamb days
to become a wolf.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 1 march 2019

Lone Wolf

On ladder, you climb
for espionage, with
a feeling of an evil.

Somewhere, somebody
pulls the strings,
at arterial roads.

You put yourself
in harm’s way for
exotic blooms.

A civil disobedience, starts.
A bone of contention was
the muscle of love.

One on one
tooth for tooth,
lips for lips.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 february 2019

In The Labyrinth

The pungent smell of dry
smoldering leaves, greet you
when you cross the road.

The knower has become
unknowable and I start collecting
the pebbles, a remimder
of lost childhood.

Somebody has kidnapped the
art of the nocturne. The
songbird will never find the moon.

When you are under attack
you run faster,
to drink the speed of dust.

It was a case of intimidation.
Invisible ghosts were demanding
their bricks of gold.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 february 2019

The Warts

Like a wax moth, me―
sensing your footsteps
from a mile.

*

The half-truths
were always baked in milk
to look white.

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The cleric was
jubilant. God has decided
not to live any more.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 26 february 2019

What Times

The upbeat moon
becomes dazed, when you
start, the dance of death.

Personified, lone word,
unloved; changes the
choreography.

Given space, a sick
crowd, expands, unsquares,
for the throne.

The abysm from which
the cicadas are crawling out
to devour our being.

I do not want to
control you, your song.
I am burning in my own holocaust.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 february 2019

Your Voice

There was a sharp rise
of indecent things. On the
rocks you left my name
without flowers.

Make a heap of all
the gifts of life and griefs and
start a bonfire. No message
is going to come.

Let us live in separate bowls
of soup. Time had swept
them clean for a murder.

One day the alien god will
alight from the sins,
to alter the numbers.

The mudslide of untruths
will scupper your house
made of paper and pen.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 february 2019

Fermenting Mind

A desire spews the rocks.
Between two moments
lies my body.

Learning the first alphabet
of violence. I fail myself
in the lily pond.

Statues and inscriptions
were me. I had become
the god of doubts.

A disembodied faith
overtakes my senses,
I float between the words.

The humming
starts from a formless bee.
The everpresent honey drips.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 february 2019

Resistance

Hiding from each other
your prosperity.
I wanted to remain a fakir.

*

This was the faith
in its truest sense. I wanted
to live in childhood paucity.

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Like the first letter
I wrote to you, I am
sending you a poem.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 february 2019

Ingression

After tasting the homemade
poison, the walls,
start moving.
The poppies are in bloom.
I am not interested in morphine
or codeine. A sago palm has
come of age, preparing to
put up the conical sex.
A trust deficit will not know,
the signature of veneer, of
the gender.

Something moves behind the
bushes. I was already afraid
of emptiness. After the violence,
amputations and barrenness.
The desert invades my bones.
Cannot sleep with hands
on my chest. Will you
collect some runners?
I want to raise
the grass for the sake of commanality.

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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 february 2019

Frenetically

The nephrite syndrome.
I will not change the―
calculus, to find the truth
of the flesh.

The paid price of chemistry
will make history. If
you can stop the blitz―
of the replicas.

It ends like a fire, without
ashes. The limbs check
the fall. Across the river
an isle erupts.

The prisoner at last escapes,
from the procession of profanities.
You are finally liberated,
releasing the lost poem.

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Other poems: Pain Of Pain, 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,

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