Satish Verma, 17 september 2017
Do not maneuver the
golden night.
Moon will rise in
defiance of dew.
*
This world will
not say a word.
The dialogue of moonlight
with sand will continue.
*
I throw a stick in
the river. I am going
back to my ancient
fear of Karma.
Satish Verma, 18 september 2017
Dementia begins. The ending starts.
Death had many names;
The mountain owls. They fly in flocks
and take prey diving on rabbits or great
bustards. Have you seen the courtship
display of bustards? They are heavy birds. Fly,
but also run very fast.
Soaring flight of eagle. Keen sight and a massive
hooked bill. Hawk takes prey by surprise.
Falcon catches prey from above.
I think water. Don't cry. Your son was
drowned in a tank when he was three. Head
down. We pulled him out after half-an-hour.
Brain damaged. He babbles now, lives a vegetable.
Neat. Death had many faces. You want her.
It will not come on asking. I think flames. We
must lock the house, and come out on skywalk.
Satish Verma, 21 september 2017
Exfoliated, I come to you,
to scratch the blighted
palace of the body, where
a god lived once.
Dervish, when did you stop
whirling? The tomb is gone,
the shroud tattered. I am
collecting the withered roses.
It rips open, the black fruit
showing the bleeding stone.
How did I believe, the tiniest
particle will create the universe.
The tree was felled scattering
the seeds. An unsure hand,
pulls on the leash and sets
the entrapped animal free.
Satish Verma, 22 september 2017
Your underpants?
Can you put them behind
beneath the weight of memories?
Flamingos.
They are in flight
after the birth pangs.
Trapped-
the light flutters
at watermark for a name.
Yet to be born,
a stone-blind moon
wants the partisan blue.
One will not forget a headless
body of an ariel.
The tempest was at the door.
Satish Verma, 23 september 2017
Eels apart-
would you like to greet
the squid?
Resurrected,
from the mud
of quotes?
Epic was being
written, for the sake of the
sunken ship.
There was no pretext.
It was a brazen
assault on the delta.
The clash, the skirmish
will never end.
I am going to meet
the needless,
who had refused
to stitch the wounds.
Satish Verma, 24 september 2017
My palm,
collects the dark energy.
Reversing the code, I
am not going for a big crunch!
Who wants to reclaim
the thunder from the spent
cloud? A pristine pure,
hot and wetted moon,
will never decide the fate.
Tonight I am going to drift
intentionally towards the
antigravity. Your eyes are
going to become epicenter
of a quake. A desire had
hundred moons. The galaxy
was vast and deep. The
world was still revolving
around the phallic symbols,
altering the walking pace
of the ruins.
Satish Verma, 25 september 2017
Death after:
In a decisive moment,
you abduct a
template.
Of insular world,
to explore
the ethereal beauty
of nothingness.
Melting like a big
chunk of glacier,
watching the civility
of a nude.
You will never
forget me. My alchemy
scatters,
the golden nuggets.
Satish Verma, 26 september 2017
Self-immolation
near a waterfall?
Why did you leave your footwear
on the bank?
A women
turns into a snake.
Would you call
a snake charmer?
Tonight,
the moon was not sighted.
How can I start
my drink of elixir?
Satish Verma, 28 september 2017
When the rage
will not find an exit.
Would you come to
share my grief?
*
We left our bones,
our souls behind;
to remind the word;
it was a booby-trap.
*
There was a gun debate
all the times. To kill
or not to kill the
fantasies in infancy.
Satish Verma, 29 september 2017
When it is a moonless Night, you Start repeating yourself Like a parakeet. * Give me a call, when You are distressed, I Will come as a cloud To read your eyes. * A rain drop On the tip of A thorn. Are you crying?
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