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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 13 september 2018

Unsucceeding

After the 
elective execution, 
you reach at the 
end of nowhere. 
 
A wayward 
cloud stands alone 
under the plump moon. 
 
It is absolutely― 
white, like the 
wings of a swan. 
 
Beneath the earth 
you want to dig out 
the remains of dark hoods. 
 
Gale-force winds 
promise to make you 
snow-blind.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 12 september 2018

Disoriented

I was worried. 
A deviant had lost the shape, 
and had thrown a word at your face. 
 
The black name was crawling 
on the white paper. It was not 
a rape, but the abduction― 
of a mystic. 
 
The snake time. Politics. 
The crowd was celebrating the death. 
What would you say, death 
had many names? 
 
I want to sleep with you tonight, 
O moon. The slave 
had become the master.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 11 september 2018

The Secret Path

Often, 
I will return to myself, 
to meet a lost ancestor; 
exploring the statics― 
of the room, from where the journey 
had started. 
 
I will read your face in dark. The 
wrinkles, the broken teeth, 
and the foggy vision. 
 
The fire escape now lies bereft 
of trappings. There is a blank space 
there, sucking the sky. 
 
The pragmatism had taken over 
and I was left over with 
the figures in stones. 
 
I am trying to walk again 
deep into the woods. The time stands 
still. I am ready for an 
uncounter with unknown.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 10 september 2018

The Nectarine Bliss

The nectar, 
coming from nowhere, 
settles on your lips. 
 

 
A peacock 
will show all the eyes, 
wide open. 
 

 
What will it mean 
if a nuke is fired, 
noiselessly, as a depth charge?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 september 2018

A Labyrinthine Passage

It was oneness, 
which brought my poetry 
in the folds of autumn. 
 
From words apart 
you want to talk in space 
for transparent signs. 
 
The city sleeps 
in morning mist, without 
opening the windows- 
of consciousness. 
 
I come out in open 
to watch the lone ficus tree 
waiting to become a deity 
of the walking shadows.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 8 september 2018

Incinerated

I don't find words. 
Words will find me crying, 
when a drone hits the coral reef. 
 
Between guilty and 
innocent, the sleep will 
level the night and 
let go the dreams in sea. 
 
The school of fish dies 
in my story. The ship sails 
for a new port. I cleave 
a pattern of withdrawl. 
 
Roses will come again, to 
sign a pact with the unshaven 
god, sitting on the pavement, 
waiting to be beheaded.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 7 september 2018

Underbelly

Unlocking, 
the silver knife. 
The poetry matters, 
when it is dark. 
 

 
Night, 
has its own secrets, when, 
dew spreads out 
the beadings on grass. 
 

 
Blackbuck was ready 
to shed the antlers. 
Moon was hornless.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 6 september 2018

A Lone Journey

Invasion was thin 
like a feather's fall 
on the mirror. 
 
Only bride will know, 
the rose petals were 
meant for unthinking. 
 
Scattering rice 
to dig out the tools 
of prehistonic man. 
 
The previous night 
I taught myself 
how not to peel the oranges― 
 
with bare hands, 
in terror, when there was 
endless path to unknown.
 


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 4 september 2018

Gods Were Changing

After carbon dating 
you will find- 
that pain does not shimmer. 
 
The terror of words 
and words of terror, testify 
against the predator 
for twisting a confession. 
 
The world will never be the same! 
 
The savage cool 
of the landscape, turns me on. 
I decide to burn the 
god books. 
 
A charcoal portrait on the wall 
tells the truth. The blackbird 
will come stealthily. Radar 
was aimed at the temple of love. 
 
The world will never be the same!


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 3 september 2018

Paralysed

When, 
the scream ends, you start 
digging the shadows of 
red berries. 
 
The sky, 
scoops the children of rape, 
waiting for 
the rains. 
 
The tiger beetle, 
will run after the winged prey 
of first love. 
 
Would you like to taste 
the moon in the dark bowl 
of malicious night? 
 
Reading about the spell 
of the roses, I went to a 
Sufi, for an epitaph.


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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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