Satish Verma, 28 june 2018
Into the nightscape,
an earthen lamp ushers in
the new year.
*
I will look
back at the bright moon
hung on a tree.
*
In misty dawn
the suspense grows deeper.
There was a huge explosion.
Satish Verma, 27 june 2018
There was no clear move.
Flamethrowers were on the way─
and I was looking,
backward.
A fragile truce with the
clouds. They had abandoned─
the sky and were wringing─
the neck of mountains.
Compromising with the painted lips
of winter, my secret was out.
I was shivering in the crowd
of moon-gazers.
Satish Verma, 26 june 2018
Deceived several
times, you err again, and
put up your debut kill.
*
A graphic escape,
of moon from the dark
clutches of clouds.
*
The blackbucks
get ready to leapfrog on the
first sound of shots.
Satish Verma, 25 june 2018
Starting a blaze
in rape crime.
Schizophrenic scroll,
outwatching you.
Forgo the sun,
your friend, death─
was ambling again─
nearby. A troubled─
bee cannot find
her hive. They were
hanged in a row.
All the nudes.
I will declare war
on the vulgar exhibits.
Satish Verma, 24 june 2018
In raw blackness
you want to find fireflies
in the hedges.
Green on green
I ambush the chill
of a dying moon.
Silently you meditate,
as the fog descends
settling discreetly─
on your thoughts.
A cat jumps the wall
in pursuit of a game.
Why to recall the father's
death. In autumn night
I will break the vow.
Satish Verma, 23 june 2018
You flock to a set trap.
A bubble.
Midnight: with pain
and anger, when a real and virtual drama
unfolds.
Mercy waits.
Meditating: still
like a Buddha, a moon was
watching you.
Watching you,
a moon, like a Buddha:
still, meditating.
Innocence versus
ignorance. A mob impaled
on the doorstep of future,
unsure, but agitated.
Life demands a full beheading.
Satish Verma, 22 june 2018
A pinch of moon
in the glass of my wine.
I was looking at xerophytes
in timeless zone.
Like vampire bats hanging
down from a branch, till eternity.
What a tenacity, I would say.
The world was not going to end.
I would also not like the continuity
of any drift or agitation.
You make the water silted.
Truth of baby innocense─
takes birth again and again
even the dark energy or
dark matter overwhelms.
Satish Verma, 20 june 2018
The pursuit of a rainbow
in the tiger sanctuary.
Mathematics fails.
*
Sundew
invites you to taste the flesh.
You fall like a guilt.
*
The pink moon
melts down in your dream. You
will not touch the flame.
Satish Verma, 19 june 2018
The lust overtakes
the content.
Winter solstice gives the answer.
*
The winter moon.
How much a bunker will
provide you the shelter?
*
A countryside.
The huddled mushrooms
protecting their kids.
Satish Verma, 18 june 2018
While delaying gratification,
you stripped-down
to bones.
It was winter solstice,
when day and night confronted
each other─
in negativity. Tracking
the frozen footprints, my absence
was generic.
I dread the barrenness─
of looks, the unwritten wounds
seeking the healer.
The avalanche falling
rapidly on the streets, with placards
demanding the gallows─
for the tainted. The
victim lies still. Ashes fly
back at the purebreds.
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