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Satish Verma
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 30 november 2017

The Gutsy Call

 
You punish yourself 
for not becoming a naught. 
The triumph had 
destroyed you completely. 
 
A seductive purr 
of a surrogate write, 
wants to lift your parameters 
without attribution. 
 
A vague integrity was 
choking the vitals. 
The defeat was within. 
You failed to accept the judgement. 
 
Rendered clean after 
the bristled attack, your shirt 
does not show stains 
of slurred concentrate. 
 
The guilt was not the same. 
It was the ephemeral moon. 
Night was not going to wait. 
I was not ready to sin.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 29 november 2017

Dissolving Holiness

Becoming blind 
in lightless depth; 
between the faults 
we meet. 
 
Moving the wheels. 
I was the sound; - 
spreading across the 
unspoken epiphany. 
 
Flirting with inevitable 
doom, you crash on 
the poems of – 
raging green. 
 
A tongue wants a 
novelty of death, 
in the arms of 
the frozen light.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 28 november 2017

Distraught

A long pause 
after my signature peel 
of the spasm. 
 
It was a broken flight 
of an anguished 
end in itself. 
 
Retrograding toward 
an apolitical fault 
for an apology. 
 
Illegal, soaring, preparing 
to take a dive 
in the pit of fire. 
 
For a gospel truth you 
take cloak off the dagger. 
You will sell your nudes.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 27 november 2017

In Asylum

It heaves you up; 
too antsy to stay 
on the waves, 
inheriting the power- 
dynamics of deemed palaces. 
 
Channeling the inner Gandhi 
or Buddha to reincarnate 
the fragrance of past. Could 
have become a golden 
era again. 
 
The fraud! Everthing was 
created by a mockingbird. 
Are you sure there 
was a war cry between 
the insects? 
 
You remind me of ugly 
dads fathering a new generation 
of unborn myths.Thousands of 
witnesses will keep their 
eyes shut.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 24 november 2017

Tragedies

A tribal kill; 
after a blood sucking 
ritual. 
Do you have a problem? 
 

 
Hovering wasps 
will land at will, on 
tardy syntax 
and misspelt masks. 
 

 
The clouds 
have wit and intelligence. 
Will drop rains 
on venoms.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 november 2017

Icing

The twin blasts and 
lip-syncing was 
no insane coincidence. 
The travail of incredible sinking 
will never be found. 
 
The abstract family 
and myriad remixing of stem cells 
may solve the puzzle of 
assured suicide of the earth. 
The small rapes and big assaults? 
 
A crazy progenitor wanted 
to have a control on volcanoes 
as on sea. The spewing 
lava was throwing gas rich froth 
to start a megarevolution. 
 
Was it a terrible mistake of 
you coming out of the mud pits?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 23 november 2017

Icing

The twin blasts and 
lip-syncing was 
no insane coincidence. 
The travail of incredible sinking 
will never be found. 
 
The abstract family 
and myriad remixing of stem cells 
may solve the puzzle of 
assured suicide of the earth. 
The small rapes and big assaults? 
 
A crazy progenitor wanted 
to have a control on volcanoes 
as on sea. The spewing 
lava was throwing gas rich froth 
to start a megarevolution. 
 
Was it a terrible mistake of 
you coming out of the mud pits?


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 22 november 2017

Insipration

Midcloud of the – 
rainy day. 
I am waiting for 
the winged guests. 
 

In trance 
I catch the flying words. 
The blank paper 
prints the nude. 
 

 
I need 
to cover the sharp contours. 
You will find 
a mystic profile.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 21 november 2017

Insipration

Midcloud of the – 
rainy day. 
I am waiting for 
the winged guests. 
 

In trance 
I catch the flying words. 
The blank paper 
prints the nude. 
 

 
I need 
to cover the sharp contours. 
You will find 
a mystic profile.


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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 19 november 2017

New Enigma

To confront his terror 
he changed the game 
plan for a mystery dive. 
 
The custodian of a flame 
will show serendipity. 
Sun was enveloped in a dark matter. 
 
The Teflon has disappeared. 
You will remember the things- 
you did not understand. 
 
Someone nips at your heels. 
You run faster. The evil 
was flying home. 
 
The house was in disarray. 
Give me a comb to keep 
the dark figures out.


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